If you’re OK with it, then that is what’s important.” I said, going along with her theory.“Good, because I’m already feeling warmer” she s...id as she moved her cheek against mine and started guiding my hands down the insides of her thighs. “I’m feeling warm in places that make me feel good” she confided in a slight whisper. “Sometimes I get warm in these places when I take a shower and the massaging water hits me here” she explained as she moved my hands up her thighs toward her crotch. Her. Didn’t anybody tell you? Quick, we don’t have any time to waste.” said Ramesh.“Yes. I know, but I can’t come.” said Rajesh, “Because Pr…”“NO!…” shouted Ramesh, “You should never turn down an invite to a bachelor party. To make any B Party a success you need 3 B’s; Beat, Booze and Boobs. I know you don’t care for the other two but for sure you like get wasted drinking alcohol. Shhh!” whispered Ramesh.He was talking as if he took a few pegs of alcohol before coming to invite Rajesh for the party,. "Lose the panties," he said, his voice harsh. She pushed them down as far as her suspender straps allowed, then looked at him not sure what to do. "Silly girl, you should always wear your panties outside of the suspenders. Now you have to unclip your stockings before you take your panties off. Never mind, it's fun to watch."She flushed scarlet as she unclipped the four straps and finally pushed her panties down, remembering how her new husband had just pulled the crotch of her knickers aside to. Elise was seventeen, with cover-girl looks and the morals of a porn star. How she kept her active sex life hidden from our parents was a wonder to me. Everyone at our school knew about 'Easy Elise'. I hated her for her beauty, personality and popularity, and she hated me for being ... well, basically just for being. At fourteen, I was stuck in the role of the plain, dull sister of one of the prettiest, most popular girls in our high school. One thing I had learned from Gertrude was how to be.