You're already being approached... by three men... brownskinned Mexicans... large men... and they're all... way bigger thanyou... asking you who you a...re... and what you're in for... that maybeyou missed your schoolbus... and a short yellow bus at that... and theycut right to the chase... even while you're innocently... casually...and nonchalantly... trying to answer their stupid fucking questions...when one of them... comes straight out... as it were... and simply asksyou... quite casually.... But this time I owe him more then a simple hand job. I get my panties and wipe down my cunt, getting the juices off my legs and pussy trying to freshen up some as I give John a deep kiss, slipping my panties into his pocket. “Here, this will help make up for not getting any today, use it tonight ok?” He pulls the panties out of his pocket and sniffs them, I don't understand why men do that, sniffing a girls panties. “Sure thing babe. I've got a nice load built up for you, might even surprise. I as stood and admired myself in the mirror above the sink, I had all these wickedly delicious thoughts about what Michelle and I want to do right now. Her mouth would open and beg me to kiss it, but what I really would desire would be to place my hands on her naked body. “Enough of that!” I said to myself. “I have work to do.” I chuckled quietly as I entered the shower, empty plastic soft drink bottle in hand. I stood in the warm flow, delighting in soft feel of the caressing water as it ran. .." she lifted her head and she was blushing. "I can't ... I mean ... Oh..." It's okay, Tania – you don't have to. It's just that I thought we were getting to be friends."The blush darkened. "Thank you." It was barely more than a whisper. There was a sort of tension in the air as we finished, but then Tania went to the fridge and extracted a chocolate mousse. "Made this, too." Wow!" It, too, was excellent. Normally, I'm not enthusiastic about such things; I like solid puddings, pies, sponges,.