Excitedly I walked up to them, and recognized my two old friends. Happily I greeted Salwa and Rabia, and introduced them to my boo, Steve. They looked... him up and down and I swear, disapproval rolled off them in waves. For they could tell that Steve wasn’t Somali. The dude had Haitian written all over him. Clad in a red silk shirt, burgundy tie, dark blue silk pants and Timberland boots, Steve had just come back from an interview with a call center. My man was looking real good to me, but. Needless to say, we made a huge mess together, pumping the virgin streamers out of our bodies, two teenagers popping like gangbusters together.Mentally, I was overwhelmed, not just at the intensity of the contractions, but psychologically feeling the fulfillment of adolescent fantasy suddenly coming true.Afterward, we just stayed bearhugged up together, maybe too shocked by what we had done, yet not wanting to separate or say anything, so just laid there nuzzling necks and ears without a word,. And gave me an instant twinge at the prospect of what might happen.Phil arrived and I saw his appreciative glance as he looked her up and down. Between bouts in the kitchen and sitting with us and couple of wines she was showing lots of leg and cleavage. Phil took every opportunity sit opposite her for the perfect view. We had dinner and went and sat in the lounge and Margaret was obviously quite relaxed judging by the amount of leg she was showing with the occasional slightly parted thighs to. Now embarrassed, he walked to the counter to pay the bill and escape as quickly as possible. He looked down at the counter as Toni approached him and placed his coins into the till, then slipped the change onto the counter beside his hand. ‘I’m free tomorrow night if the offer’s still open, and you don’t have to shave your legs.’ Matt raised his eyes to her smiling face, ‘What about the dress?’ Her smile widened, ‘Nah, wouldn’t look good with hairy legs. But just friends, okay?’ ‘Just friends.’.