And I thank God I had a pair of jean shorts on because my fucking dick just about blew out of my boxer shorts. I was staring at a girl about 125 pound...s with a 32C chest and an amazing fucking set of boobs that I'd never seen before. And then Caitlin. Holy fucking Jesus.Caitlin, being a bit heavier than my step daughter had the hottest fucking chest on a 16-year-old girl I had ever seen. And I mean literally I had ever seen. I'd put her weight about 140-145, but at least a 32C if not 32D chest.. I stood up and leaned against the wall as John stood and noticed how much his ass was leaking. "Is that all from you?" he asked, then continued, "Or is some of that Bob's and Steve's?"I answered. "That's all me baby! Bob and Steve were considerate enough to wear condoms, but I wanted you to feel my juice in your tight little ass. Of course, it ain't tight no more."John just shot me a nasty grin before saying, "Fuck you!" No, Bob, Steve and I all fucked you, bitch boy!" I snorted back and. “God damn you, stand and fight like a man,” he yelled and grabbed my arms. I grabbed his jacket and slammed my head forward into his nose. Blood gushed out and he let go flailing his arms.“Shit, shit, shit. Come on and grab this fucker,” he cried. Two of the others stepped in and tried to grab me. I twisted away from one, but the other got hold of my arm. I turned into him and brought up my knee into his groin. He let go with a yell and dropped to the ground, but his accomplice jumped on my. Anyone walking past the practice suite could hear him expertly playing the drums whilst his mate Jonesy strummed away on a guitar. All they needed was a singer and a bassist and they’d finally be in business. He’d always dreamed of having his own band. The drama studio was filled with excited chatting. The whole class was busy talking about the latest gossip, except Claire. She was busy thinking about the fun that she would have on Saturday in bed with Scott again. Her daydreaming was.