At the end of that year everyone was planning what they were going to do over the summer break. My hands moved to those places again, I blushed and looked round. The next day I managed a few minutes alone with Ryan and asked him if he was okay with me playing strip poker, losing and having to get naked. I nearly laughed out loud before saying,
“My dad tells me that when girls get older they sometimes moan and scream when they’re enjoying something. The poker and truth or dare just faded away. After giving Fiona a tour of the place Harry asked her why she wanted to live there. He’d seen what was going on and come to my rescue. As they’d all walked in on me they’d all had a good look at my naked body and spread pussy. “There,” Ryan said, “nobody’s looking at you.”
He was right. After a few minutes getting over the euphoria of what was happening.
