I kept on asking her when I could touch her boobs. One night, she decided to let me touch for the sake of my curiosity. She told me that she thought o...f it for a long time. She thought it wouldn't hurt her principles in life that the man she marries will be the man to touch her. All I did was grope her boobs just a few strokes. It was so soft and firm. I could sense her uneasiness and her face looked drunk. I asked her what was wrong. She told that it felt good. I would want to do it again but I. We didn’t have anything in common, but we hit it off immediately and a beautiful friendship was started. Cindy was a gorgeous girl. She was 5’ 8” and had thick, naturally blond hair. She was slim and well proportioned. I thought she was the most incredible woman I’d ever seen and was smitten instantly. But it was her personality that really drew me in. She could charm you with a simple smile and her laughter caused everyone in the room to laugh along with her. She was the center of attention. "I can't stay long," said Jennifer. "I have a study group and I need the help." I told you I could help you with that," he said."I know. But I can't rely on you for everything. I need to establish some independence, even if it is in a group."He seemed to find that amusing for some reason.I went to the counter and got a cup of black coffee. When I returned to the table Jennifer was gathering up her stuff and begging off to go to her study group. We were alone."Jennifer said you're just a. Trying out." I've daydreamed, but not seriously. Simon would rip me up, and I think I'd go for his throat the first time Randy called me dawg."Robbie laughed. "What about Paula?" She's a cheerleader, annoying but cute." I heard that," Darlene said as she put a plastic table cloth on the picnic table."Check that out," Robbie said, saving me the trouble of getting my foot out of my mouth. Tami and the girls were coming down the road toward the campsite and leading about seventy-five people of all.