Pi Pi Pi/You let me touch your tits.
From Create Your Own Story
". . . you let me touch your tits," he says, very obviously looking hungrily at your big rack.
This time yesterday, you would have been insulted or offended, but, tonight, after a day where you've stepped well outside your comfort zone several times, you just smile and say, "Okay. But you stop when I say, and don't forget, my friends here will be nearby."
The clerk nods. "Fine."
"And we won't do this out here. We can use the dressing rooms or a back office or something, someplace where we can get some privacy."
"Okay," the clerk says. He takes you by the hand and leads you to a backroom.
You stand facing him and drop your arms to your sides. You let him feast his eyes on your full firm 34Ds for several seconds, then you say, "Go ahead. Enjoy yourself."
He does so. He is a scrawny little guy, not much taller than you and almost as thin, but he is strong and sure, with artist's hands. He is also oddly respectful. When, a couple minutes later, you say, "That'll do it," he takes his hand away from your boobs immediately.
A few minutes later, with your brand new, properly fitting top tied securely in place, the guys drop you off at your dorm. Rich hands you your cell phone. "I've put all our names and numbers in here," he says. "You can call any of us any time."
"Thanks," you say with a smile. You give him a quick kiss on the cheek, get out of the truck, and go into your dorm.
It is late by now, and your roommate is asleep. You think about a shower, but you are tired. You realize you just want to go to bed now, and shower later.
Do you:
| Status--Sally | ||
| Pi Pi Pi | Applying | Clothing |
| Rules | 1&2 | |
| Fucks | 4 | |
