I went to college and got that degree everyone said I needed. I ended up going to law school, and now I’m a corporate lawyer. I’m on the verge of ...eing a big shot, I guess. Anyway I haven’t thought about Bobby in ages. Then, out of the blue, he asks to be my friend on Facebook. Turns out we live one neighborhood apart. I’m in this wanna-be poshy neighborhood where the young, hip, rich and gorgeous live. Trouble is I’m too old to be “young,” I’ve never been hip, I’ve got too goddamn much student. As soon as it sprung loose, I pulled it off her, not wanting to give her a moment to reconsider, and then finally grabbed her bare tits. She was a b-cup, but her breasts felt full and incredibly soft in my hands as I felt her up. I was kind of surprised that she hadn’t said a thing after saying she wanted to see what I’d do, but she was smiling and her body was relaxed against mine. As I groped, I felt her nipples stiffen under my hand, and my fingers found them instinctively. I teased them. You are my personal friend, who came to see me especially at this hour”. The barman Erich said and before Zoey could utter a word, he had put a tall glass of Zoey’s favorite Vodka in the orange juice in front of him. “This is on the house, for my friend”. Erich raised a glass with only the orange juice in it. It could really help, Zoey thought to himself as he reminded himself to leave the bar as quick as he possibly could. He had hardly taken a seat on the stool at the bar, when he was wrapped. “Please come in!” I smiled, as he stepped into the vestibule.I closed the door behind him and turned to greet him. He hadn’t stepped all the way into the vestibule and I found myself almost face to face with the young dishy photographer.My large firm breasts were pressed against his broad chest as he blushed ever so slightly before stepping back allowing me room to manoeuvre.I smiled once more and ushered him to the stairs.“Please follow me and I’ll give you the guided tour” I said stepping.