She had asked me to join her and her girlfriends to this upscale bar downtown. She wanted to bring me as a date so guys would leave her alone. I stood... beside her most of the night and my aunts friends all thought I was cute... One lady even whispered if I was only older and left it there for me to imagine what she would do. As I began chatting with my aunt's friends, my aunt continued to drink her sex on the beach. By the end of the night she was shit faced and could barely walk home.I helped. That name had stuck and in all likelihood, 'Disco' would be wandering the neighbourhood with his Zimmer frame in years to come."Schoolgirl? Sounds dangerous to me." Dangerous... Dave?" I couldn't help but tease him, although years of abuse meant he probably didn't even register the taunt. "She's definitely 16, so she's legal, and she fancies me..." Yeah but it's ten years' difference. She'll probably be more hassle than it's worth." Than 'it's' worth? We could be made for each other, Dave. This. Then it hit me, maybe there was more to the show I had just given the pervert at the window. Slowly I released the death grip I had on Brad's shirt and pulled it open. I hadn't noticed any odd feelings or sensations like 38DD breast hanging or anything like that, but just maybe there was something budding, just maybe... When I had opened the shirt enough to get a look at my chest there was nothing. Nothing but a few red patchy areas on a flat barren chest. Move over 'new low' you're being. “Salt first, remember,” instructed Sonja. Obediently I sprinkled salt across her mound. “Now the lime.” My hand was shaking as I squeezed the fruit’s juices onto her pussy. “Don’t forget the best part,” teased Sonja. I poured a liberal dose of tequila across her snatch, and then dove in to lick and suck all of it into my mouth. Sonja stood up, and I thought the adventure was over. Far from it. She pulled me to my feet and asked the guys to come over and watch. They stood and walked to us. “Now,.