LaShawn indicated to another waitress to come over and he ordered them both a drink. "I'll have another Scotch on the rocks and a mojito here for the ...lady," he said. The waitress smiled and went to put the order in. As they waited for the current song to end, Maggie rubbed his strong powerful thigh, coyly moving up his leg. She moved higher until she felt her way blocked by something. It was his cock–LaShawn had a raging hard-on from watching her dance!Her eyes flicked up to meet his and she. "She lifted her wet face as she girl moaned and shuddered, "I was right, yummy."I laughed and pulled her up before bending to grab my bow. She pulled the girl up and after us as I led the way back down. I hesitated before moving the clothes press and the money chest. When we reached our spot on the wall only a few men were still there. I looked out at more of our soldiers returning and searching those on the battlefield.I turned and sat and reached for the small girl and pulled her onto my lap,. She taught me about rebellion and rock music, modern art and what it meant to be alive.She took me back to her dorm room one evening to change her shirt. Her breasts tumbled out of their restraints perfect and shapely. I was sitting on her bed, watching her do it. They were small, crested by tight brown nipples. I tried not to stare."I've never been with a boy," I said then. Something possessed me to say it. I wanted to make conversation to break the awkwardness of seeing her body. I don't know. I'd caught Mike checking me out a few times and he had intentionally brushed against me whilst passing through the crowd as he served drinks. The second time that he squeezed past me I made sure that I pushed out my tits, which were pulled high up with a huge cleavage in my new bikini top, and he certainly noticed as i pressed them against his chest. Apart from this teasing I was getting slowly tipsy and a little bit bored listening to Olly talking about work with colleagues. After a few drinks.