Now, enough of me talking, the first game is called, ‘Who’s tits are these?” Ladies, please line up along the front of the bar, but please don’t block it off completely, some of us need to get some more drinks.”
All us 11 girls got up and went and stood in a line in front of the bar. As we ate our starters, Dylan’s hand moved to my bare thigh and slid up to my pussy. With me that’s very little and the rest of the students frequently see that I never wear bras or knickers. I guessed that they all wanted to get groped. My mother had come into the room, saw what was on the TV and turned it off telling my father that we shouldn’t be watching that disgusting filth. Oscar and Tom had got on with organising everything and the names of all those who would be attending were collected and monies collected.
