That was my que. One time he dropped his sweat pants behind me while I was in the kitchen. I think he just wanted to see me drop to my knees for him. ...He wanted to prove something to both of us. I usually had his boner in my mouth or down my throat within seconds of seeing it. He loved that, I could tell. I loved how often it would happen without a word spoken between the two of us. We handled silence well together. Randy would do most of the talking. We experimented with several positions. “Oh, I have to take a shower too, remember?” Julie grinned at her. Cynthia nodded, and continued brushing. For some reason, she could not look away. Julie unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her marvelous 40D breasts popped out. Cynthia just stared, mesmerized by her friends breast size. Julie smiled to herself, feeling Cynthia’s eyes on her body as she pulled her panties down past her knees, letting them drop to the floor. Julie’s shaved pussy was exposed to the humid air.. "When it comes to virgins I know the numbers buddy boy," he said, having read the disbelief in my voice. "I've been studying the subject for near on ten years now." Twenty-nine percent ... not very good odds," I said dubiously when he'd finally finished his lecture."So why Athens you may ask? Do you happen to know what's in Athens, Georgia cuz?" he asked me."A shitty football team?" I answered."Ha, ha! It has the University of Georgia sonny boy. And because of the university it just happens. And with that, Steven took my hand and led me out of the bar. We got into his car, and it wasn’t long before we arrived at the hotel where he and his band were staying. He led me to his room, not letting go of my hand. It was an amazing hotel room, complete with a kitchen, bathroom and widescreen. I began to suspect that he was a little more successful than I had thought. I didn’t have much time to take in the room though, when Steven turned towards me in the middle of the room. He didn’t have.