Not to your friends.”“But my friends loved hearing about it!” Jason blurted.Yet another man who couldn’t keep sex gossip to himself. “You g...t it?!”“I understand,” he returned.We walked into the bathroom and began to undress. I unbuttoned my shorts and let them drop to the floor. Jason looked at them and smiled his goofy grin once again.“You don’t wear panties?!” Jason giggled.“I do. I just lost them.”“Lost them?! Where? How do you lose underwear?!”“Shut the door and get in the shower if. Now you can show off for the rest of us. Ladies, please begin to masturbate."My stomach sank. Not this! I would rather be fucked by that dildo again. At least then it was someone doing it to me, not me doing it to myself. But like a good girl, (I wasn't feeling very 'good') my hand slid under my shirttail and began playing with my slit. We were in a small circle surrounded by the others, so it was easy for everyone to see whatever they wanted to see. Most people were looking at the three girls. She is in the kitchen and then enters her room and turns on the light. I can see quite a bit because her big dresser mirror is right there. She has a 6 pack she puts on a chair, takes off her coat and hangs it on her main door. She then closes and locks the door. This is going to be great.She then comes over to the shared door, reaches for the knob and then notices me half-eyed looking at her. She asks me why I'm still awake because Ben is snoring up a storm on the couch. I explain that I woke. Is that a red lace bra peeking out from the plunging neckline? She holds a single red rose. Jeff has never really felt his pulse ‘skip a beat’ before, but finally understands the phrase as he sees her smile….. A lively smile of straight white teeth, an easy smile, a ready smile, a smile that promises secret mischief and a hint of things to come. In a low voice she says, ‘Hello. I’m Nicole, and you must be Jeff. I recognize you from your photos. I thought we were meeting at the restaurant?’ ‘I.