"Okay, you know, like what we did yesterday. You remember?" Brenda was getting red. "I mean, you know, that was kind of what I like. Am I awful? Do yo...u hate me already?" She had tears forming in her eyes. Faith was thinking about what Brenda meant and she didn't want to lose this friend. The only real friend she had. She reached over and took Brenda's hand. "Jeez, Brenda. Wanna know a secret? I liked it too. Do you hate me now?" She giggled, teasingly. Brenda looked at her and her smile opened. The band chose the point when I was drinking her in with my eyes to play a slow song. I figured we would probably sit down but she pulled me close and rested her head on my shoulder. This gave me the opportunity to catch her scent. It may sound crazy, but her smell brought my cock to immediate attention. It was like being buried in a mountain of flowers, heady and satisfying. I was intoxicated by her. Dana could feel my stiff predicament and pulled back slight- ly. “Not. 'Oh dear, ' she thought, 'He's going to follow the bus.'As she alighted from the bus, she looked around and, sure enough, there was Alan's car half a block away, dawdling down the road. She quickly walked to the old building where her new apartment was, ran up the stairs and let herself in. All appeared to be as it had been when she left the night before; she had stayed with her parents last night, though she fully intended to live in the new apartment from now on.Just to be certain that all. I found that her nipples were really hard and waiting for my attention. I inserted my hand into her top and inside her bra and started tweaking her bare nipples. She could not control anymore and started wriggling in my arms.We were both getting pretty horny now and each wanted to feel the other person up and so we decided to go into the toilet. However all the toilets in our compartment were really dirty and so we had to skip 2 compartments before we could find a fairly clean one and once.