“I nearly didn’t come at all because I knew bloody Ryan would try showing me up in front of his friends. But now! Fuck! I’m floating!” Brenda...moved closer to her and stroked some hair away from her mouth and cheeks. “You know…” she said, slowly and carefully. “It doesn’t have to end yet, in case that’s what you’re thinking.” Molly glanced at each of us in turn. “Ummm, how do you mean?” she asked. “I mean, I feel so good now! I can’t imagine feeling any better than this!” she said, sincerely. I. . It was a real story which took place very recently [2 months back] which happen with my friend pooja who was my close friend from my schooling !Well she was a Active type of girl with good vital stats some thing like 36-28-36, fair , 5feet 4 inch .We are so close that we used to watch second shows, often go to pub, drink together etc etc ., Never we had a word of sex or that type in our conversation.but do watch adult movies like American pie, Girl next door .. Now the actual story begins. What? He couldn't figure that out either. Hesecretly liked catching glimpses of her putting on her make-up, orchecking the fit of her clothes. She now just seemed so powerful in aweird way, and seemed to be able to dominate him without any effort. Herlife, it seemed, was cute boys, cuter boys, clothes, cheering, a littleschool, more clothes, friends, and the cutest boy of all - Tommy, hercurrent crush. Strangely, he thought, and for reasons Chris didn'tunderstand, between trips to the mall,. That’s just perfect!”“This might just be the place where I’d enjoy a beer,” I said.“I’m not much of a beer guy, but you’re right. A good, full-blast microbrew, not any of that ‘lite’ crap.”“I didn’t see any beer in your house. Wasn’t sure how you felt about it,” I said.“I’m not a regular drinker. I’ve got a bottle of gin that’s three years old,” he said. “Occasionally I’ll buy a six-pack of the good stuff, like if I decide to watch a football game or such.”“I saw your liquor cabinet,” I said..