She had a great personality but she seemed to flirt more than I was comfortable with. She told me she never meant anything by it, that it was only me ...she loved.My sister Hope asked me what was wrong with me, that I needed Linda. I told her she had all the answers, she could tell me. All she said to me was, "Don't get married to her, enjoy your fun and games till you come to your senses."Linda came home one evening and asked me if I would mind if she went on a cruise with her best friend. ” “A kiss? Okay.” “Cool,” he laughed. “Get ready to have your tonsils mopped, Karen.” It hadn't dawned on me that he was talking about that kind of kiss but I'd already agreed to the stakes. Now I faced the possibility of being kissed by a man and I hadn't seen that coming when I left the house today. I was more than a little nervous but I was also curious. In fact, I was so nervous I only made two balls before the game was over. Not being one to welch on a bet, I stepped closer to him and. ” I’m strangely disappointed that this strange encounter is going to come to an abrupt end.Mandy looks at me standing there with my pants down around my ankles and my hard-on in my hand, and seems to be working through something in her mind.“How about this?” She pulls down her scrubs, revealing that she’s not wearing any panties underneath. There’s a small strip of pubic hair that draws the eye down to her tight little slit. I want to let out a cheer of happiness, but I manage to hold back.. I told her how I had always been single. We got really frank. She started showing me her childhood photos, we were sitting very close to each other now.Unintentionally, her left boob was pressing against my right arm. I felt a bulge in my jeans. I controlled myself somehow. We then had dinner and sat together again to watch a movie. Halfway through the movie, she slept on my shoulders. Ah, now I had the chance, I slightly removed her saree from her breast area, and saw huge cleavage. I could.