"Fuck yes," Ken said as he reached down to stroke his hardening cock. "Are you sure you don't mind me fucking your sister?" Only if you mind me fuckin...g yours," Jim said. "And watching those two go at each other makes me so horny I don't care if you do mind." Good point," Ken said as he pushed his shorts over his erection and down to the floor as Jim removed his own clothes almost as quickly. As fast as the two boys were in stripping down to their birthday suits the two girls were even faster. Camille was an expert listener.She sympathized with the young girl and listened thoughtfully as Susan pouredout her heart over the ensuing weeks. Most of the conversations revolved aroundSusan's frustrations of being a lesbian in a heterosexual world. It reallycame as no surprise to either one of them when late one night Camille bentover and softly kissed her pretty young friend. To Susan, this was the beginning of something magical. Soon thereafter, Susanhad her first full-fledged lesbian. The look in her eyes now was the same as what I’d seen just before… Her face was beautiful, as was the rest of her. She was naked, too.‘Not sure you liked it, Mindy?’ She asked gently mocking, ‘I think you did.’ Of course she knew my name, it was on my tag at work. One of her hands settled on my mound, fingers stroking my wet outer lips. At the touch, my hips pushed forward of their own volition, before I jerked them back away. I knew I was blushing at my body’s reaction, and doubly embarrassed. On the very first date, all my friend told me was that Clarissa was about my height, raven-haired, and would be wearing red.So I'm standing in the lobby of the Chastain Hotel, which looks like every one of the five diamonds it gets, scanning the lunch crowd nervously. I see berry-red pantsuits, blood-red jackets, brick-red blouses, and even a crimson sun hat. And all of them with dark hair.But like they say in the old war movies, you never see the one with your name on it.I had just about.