This frustrated me.so after one night on the town we headed back to mines. where we continued drinking...... i started spiking her drinks with alot of...alcohol. one thing led to another and she told me to sit in the lounge whilst she staggered through the house. i suspected she was going to throw up in the bathroom so i let her be. 10 mins later she turns up in the room. looking like something else. her hair was tied up in a ponytail. glasses on. white shirt unbuttoned to show her cleavage in a. "Tom closed his eyes and sighed audibly, enjoying the attention of two girls playing with his package. As I stroked his cock, Emma caressed his balls, lovingly. I felt Tom 's cock grow harder as I moved my hand faster. Emma seemed to enjoy playing with his balls, yet her eyes stayed focus on my hand as I let it slide up and down the length of Tom 's rigid cock."Let's switch," I said to Emma. "I'll play with his balls and you stroke his cock." I could see the excitement in my sister's eyes.. I had never seen him in my college, although he was almost 18—19, college age. He wore a name tag “Zephyr”. He was a very nice boy, modest, quiet guy and we never had a conversation other than a short, ‘Hello, how are you’? He was looking kind of busy and as I got lost in my own world and started working with the gym machines, Zephyr locked his cabin looking small room door and hung up the sign, “Be back soon” and disappeared. I gradually became aware that he was not gone anywhere but watching. I do not want to think or talk about that Kiss. Whycan't I get it off of my mind? I must reread you to see if there areclues, but not right now. I am tired.ByeTinkDay 64Dear Pink DivaSometimes the best way to get the truth is by holding up a mirror toyourself. Bridget was that mirror for me when I was young and she isnow. I just cannot lie to her for how her love and caring for me isunconditional. I am talking about a platonic love.She is not my best friend, but she is my closest friend, as I.