" Yeah, well I get enough stares from assholes every day. Sorry."We went through the buffet. I loaded down my plate with bacon, eggs, toast and pancak...es. Ellen went for some pasta, and Stella filled her plate mostly with salad. Ellen and Stella were discussing Stella's latest asshole boyfriend. I felt pretty useless.Eventually Ellen said, "Don has been living with me for a week now, and we haven't had a fight at all yet. I thought he called me a fucking bitch once. But he was referring to his. I wemt and let him. We greeted each other again, i retreated to the bed, sitting as a pretzel. He propped himself on the left side of me."Are you enjoying Rome?" franco asked.As he asked this question, i saw that he was rubbing my inner thigh and back."I am!" i replied "What made you curious?" he's easing my nervousness with these innocent questions"It's not that I am curious." i explained "I considered myself bi at a young age, just haven't acted on it. You are my first."In between small talk. Finally, my friend asked if I could show him and his friends more of my body, since I was covering most of the vital areas. I was feeling more relaxed with the situation, and knowing that they could turn this situation into anything they really wanted at any time I agreed. I put my arm down showing off my breasts with stiff nipples pointing out, this got some sighs from the group. I than slowly opened my legs revealing my hairy pussy for the group. This got some groans and other somewhat. “I think there’s a band-aid somewhere here,” he said as he opened some cupboards. “Here they are.” He took my finger that was bleeding and while locking eyes with me, he licked the blood off of it. I gasped. He smiled and put the band-aid on my finger. “Thanks,” I said, smiling. “No worries,” he said, looking at the huge clock on the wall, “so what are you doing awake at 3.40 in the morning? Bad dreams?” “I’m not sure if they were bad or good,” I said, “what about you?” “Couldn’t sleep,” he.