She giggled as she pulled her pink sweater over her head exposing a blue lace bra, she threw the sweater on the floor, slipped her bra off and when it...hit the floor I felt like my dick was going to explode, she has huge round boobs with light pink nipples, she looked at me and said "do you wanna touch?" I nodded because I could not speak, she leaned towards me and took one of my hands and placed it on her left boob, I started to squeeze and it felt amazing, I looked at her and she was smiling.. “Really,” said Ronnie calmly. “It wasn’t that much fun, so I don’t do it a lot.”“Who with?” asked Susan instinctively.“You don’t seem to have any trouble discussing my sex life either,” said Ronnie.Susan clapped her hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry Ronnie, really. I shouldn’t have asked that. I just get so frustrated.”“So you’re a virgin, and you see all these girls around you who get to have fun, and you’re jealous,” said Ronnie.Susan took a breath. “I didn’t say that!” she snapped.“But that’s. To-" He hesitated to say 'hang out bras' itseemed.... "I've got to go in the garden, back real soon".I watched him exit in a rustle of skirts, a waft of perfume, and a clickclack of heels.These people are real crazy I thought for the thousandth time. I kind ofunderstand them using me as free labour, but why dress my friend up as agirl and totally humiliate him.Shifting my chair just slightly I could see him through the kitchenwindow. Pegs ready in his lipsticked mouth, just as he'd been. One sits in the room's only chair, the other on the floor at the base of the bed. The one in the chair, bored, curious, begins opening desk drawers. He is thinking "too hot, too hot--what else can come off--take my tattoos off to get cooler." In a bottom drawer he finds something heavy, pulls it out. A set of clippers, heavy like the hand of authority, like the pair your father used to use, like the ones they use on Marines, and sheep. White shorts looks at black shorts. .