I retired to my apartment for dinner and microwaved the burrito I had brought home from work the night before. I took a Xanax and grabbed a beer, hopi...ng both would ease my anxiety. When that didn't work, I grabbed another beer and walked outside and sat in one of two cheap plastic chairs I had bought. I had taken up smoking since moving out of Courtney's place and I lit one and smoked it as I took deep breaths to calm myself. "Can I bum one?" I turned and saw a man, hispanic and likely in his. She smashed her breasts against Shawn’s face as well. He moved his head from Sage’s breasts and started giving Tiffany’s nipples the same attention. Stuffing his mouth with her huge dark areolas and large pinky size nipples.Sage squeezed Shawn’s head between her breasts while he feasted on her friend’s huge titties. Then Shawn moved his head straightforward so he could capture a nipple from each girl in his mouth as he did. Sucking and chewing on each of their nipples. The girls even started. Bend over a little and let me get a peek at what those other men will see when that skirt flips up.”I bent over and Ed saw my tight little cheerleading panties. Then he had another idea saying, “Those panties are pretty sexy, but I think you’d look better in your white thong.”Then I said, “I’m not so sure about that, Ed. This skirt is very short as it is, and they flip up easily. If I wear my thong, anyone will be able to see my whole ass if I have to bend over for something. This outfit is. It was his plan. There on the altar stood Bernie, his lifelong friend. They had grown up together on the mean streets of down- town L.A. Bernie was the brain while John was the brawn. They were called the Dynamite Duo. Nothing could come between them. Well, until college. Bernie went off to college and law school in the East on a scholarship while John stayed behind. They kept in contact. But then Crystal entered into the picture. John had met Crystal at a party he crashed in Malibu. They hit.