“Gotta tan my boobs!” remarked Florence, rubbing them in her hands, in a seductive, but jokey way.For minutes, Ellie just gazed across the garden,...observing and admiring Florence’s exceptional beauty, not only in her bare breasts but also in her overall persona, that Ellie consistently envied. Both girls were straight, Florence had a boyfriend, Luke, but Ellie was notoriously sexually confused, as all of her friends knew. She knew that she liked guys, but often found herself admiring her. He just looked at my crotch. “Dave….. Dave go on… We can handle this one. Hay Dave go!” The drummer banging the symbols finally gets through.Confidently I approach the three and ask, “Would you like to dance?” Her mates knowing I was onto a good thing simultaneously say, “No. This dance is promised to us.” ‘Cashmere’ pulls a hurt face. Taking my hand we move to the dance floor. James changes the next number to a slow smoochy tune. She holds me tight crushing her boobs to my chest. The heat from. .. a month or more. You'll do it until you get the results. I think you'll start getting some results in about ten days."She looked at her wet nightie. Her whole abdomen and thighs were drenched with his piss. The transparent material of her nightie was clinging to her tummy and thighs, exposing the creamy white flash beneath it."You silly boy... you pissed on mommy." She reprimanded him mockingly."I already said sorry." He protested. But she was not listening to him and was busy removing her. I gave her a good squeeze and a little peck on the cheek."Now I'm perfect."Jenny and I started talking and cuddling. I was just happy to be able to give her a good hug."Jenny, how are your wrists doing?" They still hurt. Now I wish I had never done that to myself. I have to work with a physical therapist to get the use of my hands back to full. When I am done with that, they really hurt." I wish I could do something to help. Unfortunately, all I can do is watch." Thanks."I looked up and noticed.