So, life was good. And, it was about to get a whole lot better.Friday was the first football game of the season, and Jim had been named to the first t...eam as a defensive back. All the Varsity players got to wear their team jersey during school hours, and there was a big pep assembly in the afternoon.Marcy and a couple of the cheerleaders came up to Jim after the rally. “Hey Jim,” Marcy said, “You know Cheri and Janet, don’t you?”“Sure,” Jim said, wondering where this was going.“Hi Jim, ‘ Cheri. I think I'll just skip it," Jake answered hesitantly. He really just wanted to stay home and fuck Emily all night. "You think you'll just skip it? Dude! This is a party and Chelsea's house WITHOUT her dad there. Remember what happened last time when her dad WAS there? Are you really telling me you don't want to go?" "I just don't feel that great..." Jake tried to come up with an excuse. He didn't know if Emily would want Chris to know about them, so he didn't want to say anything. "Come on man!. Whatever I was typing and making Manali do things, the lady in front of my berth was doing the same.I told Manali to feel her boobs by her hands, and the lady started feeling her boobs. My jaw got stuck. My mouth started watering, seeing her. She was not the sexiest. But yes, she had a decent figure with medium size boobs. She was wearing a light green saree. Her waist was slim.As I was sexting on the train, my eyes were always moving here and there. I saw her reacting to my text in the same. “What do you think?” she asks, posing, her hands on her hips, slightly swinging. I’m taking in the view, bottom to top, trying not to show my nervousness, trying to keep cool. She’s barefoot, wearing active-wear leggings, very tight. Her legs are long and slim. A beautiful thigh-gap. High waisted cut of the leggings, but low enough to reveal her belly button. Electricity is running down my spine at the view of her belly. So flat, toned, but feminine and youthful. The top leaves her shoulders.