Chapter 13

"Aren't they cute," Allie whispered, when she and Sarah opened the bedroom door to awaken Shelly and Adam. Shelly was still perched on Adam's shoulder with her leg over his waist.

"I can see her culinary classic," Mary whispered from behind them. "I mean, it's an open-air creation, that's for sure."

Adam awoke to the sound of hushed laughter. He saw Mary pointing between Sarah and Allie.

"What?" he asked.

"My twat is out and they are critiquing it," Shelly whispered from his shoulder. She had awakened when the door opened. "Pretty cute little snatch, isn't Mary? Aren't you sorry you didn't pay off now, bitch?"

Shelly cuddled closer to Adam and kissed his cheek.

"You scared her off," Sarah said. "Hope you don't mind our visit. Your roomies stopped down to visit and we came up to check out a web site thing Mary wants to do for us."

"And you still came up?" Shelly asked as she moved to a sitting position. Adam noticed her nipples were still pointing straight ahead and slightly upward.

"We went down to visit," Rachelle said as she appeared in the door. "We know better than to let Walt and Sean make introductions. By the way, nice bullets. What caliber?"

Shelly glanced down at her chest and blushed.

"They have been that way all day," she said. "Well, since someone pinched them in the airport. I guess I'll be back to padded bras and Band-aids."

"Like hell," Rachelle said. "Keep them out and up. Give the boys a thrill. Now, I hear my shirt was used a prop in a porno today?"

Adam heard the derision dripping from Rachelle's voice. He opened his eyes to see her standing there with her hands on her hips.

"We have to toss the whole scene, Shelly," Allie lamented. "Rachelle said she won't sign the clothing release. I wish you'd have told me it wasn't yours. I have to give back half of what I was paid and so will Adam."

Adam felt Shelly stiffen. He put his hand on her arm.

"I, I didn't know," she said. He could hear the tears starting and it pissed him off.

"Knock it off," he said. Allie had already covered her mouth and was looking upset but he could see Rachelle getting ready to take another dig at Shelly. There was a clear tone of warning in his voice, that was not lost on Rachelle.

"Oh, hey, don't cry," Allie said. "Even if we weren't playing it's no big deal. We were just joking."

She sat on bed, across Adam's shins she realized, and hugged Shelly to her. Sarah and Rachelle moved in front of Adam and put their hands on Shelly's shoulders.

"I was kidding, Shelly," Rachelle said. "I didn't think you'd take it this way. It wasn't Allie's idea to pick on you. It was mine and I convinced her. I'm sorry. I really am."

Shelly took a deep breath and swallowed hard.

"I didn't even think about whose clothes I was wearing until I was in Trig class this afternoon," she said. "I was planning to tell you as soon as I saw you. I was really worried you would be pissed off at me. I didn't think. I shouldn't have offered it to her."

"It's a shirt, hon," Sarah said.

"But Sean gave it to her as a gift," Shelly said. "I knew that. Besides, it wasn't mine to let someone else borrow. Even one of you guys."

"I don't mind at all," Rachelle said. "I trust you. I mean if she were going to use it to paint in, I might be upset. But to wear it – for only a couple minutes according to reliable sources – is not an issue. It was never an issue until I started to joke with you about it. Now, put on some panties and come to dinner. It's almost ready."

She leaned down and wrapped Shelly in a tight hug.

"My pussy is pretty and pouty," Adam heard her whisper. His legs were trapped beneath Allie and Shelly was sitting across him midriff. He was stuck.

"What does that mean?" he wondered aloud.

Rachelle cocked her head and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"I would think that statement is pretty self-explanatory," she said with mock haughtiness. "I am surrounded by women with sweet succulent snatches, tasty, tight twats and culinary classic cunts. I shall not be left out. So my pussy is pretty and pouty. I expect it to be referred in those terms from now on when discussed. Incidentally, Mary's quim is queasy and quaky and is named Agnes."

"My twat is tender not tight," Sarah said. "Well, it's tight too. Oh hell."

Everyone in the room laughed – except Mary and Adam. Adam didn't get the joke and Mary was still trying to come up with a better name for her vagina.

Sean and Walt were surprisingly quiet throughout dinner. None of the girls were dressed provocatively but there was still a lot of flesh on display.

It was early March in southern California. The temperature had been in the low 80s most of the day and the girl's attire showed it.

Rachelle wore the least, a sundress that hugged her curves. It had built-in bust support so she wore no bra. Rachelle was put together in a way that coming from money supports. She was toned and trim with an even tan. She had black hair and light gray eyes. Her teeth were perfect and she walked with poise and grace. She was 6 or 7 inches taller than Shelly but her body was the same dimension. What made Shelly look rounded and womanly made Rachelle look tall and willowy.

Mary had on a tank top and tight shorts. Mary was shorter than everyone in the room except Allie and Shelly. She had a bigger bust than everyone but possibly Sarah, Adam decided. Mary had the classic bubble butt. Her face wasn't as pretty as the other girls but she wasn't homely. She came in firmly on the side of cute, with dirty blonde hair cut short and brown eyes. But her body was knockout gorgeous on such a small frame.

Shelly had kept on Adam's Cardinals T-shirt but added a bra. She had tied the end of the shirt up so that a healthy portion of her midriff was shown. She pulled her brown hair back into a pony tail. She wore panties beneath her short tan shorts. When she bent over just the right way, Adam could see that the panties were also tan. All in all, she looked adorable, Adam thought.

Allie had on a lightweight white sweater which accentuated her smallish breasts and her red hair very well. She must have been wearing a push-up bra because she appeared bustier than Adam knew she was. She also wore tan shorts but they were longer cut than Shelly's. But they still showed off her tan, trim legs very well. Allie looked spectacular in even everyday clothes.

Sarah was dressed a lot like Adam, once he thought about it. She had on a baseball cap over her blonde hair and a T-shirt bearing the name of some sports team she had played on at one time. Her shorts were casual and cotton. Sarah's legs were more muscular than the other girls, even Rachelle, whom Adam knew was once a dancer and who still rode horses. The whole effect made Sarah even more beautiful.

The appearance of so many good-looking woman was not lost on Sean or Walt. Neither of the guys were glib or particularly well-adjusted around women. But at least they had the sense to sit quietly to keep from embarrassing themselves.

Walt was 5-9 with curly black hair he could do nothing with. Mary said his pubic hair grew in the wrong spot. He was studying mechanical drawing and Walt could produce almost anything. He had been the one to change the alternator on Adam's car when it needed done. He had been the one to fix the air conditioner in the apartment when the contractor the landlord hired failed to show up to replace it. He had even been the one to fix Rachelle's hair dryer when it broke. Of course he fixed it by tossing it in the trash and buying her one just like it after he caused more damage opening it then he could fix.

Sean was tall and thin with brown hair he wore parted on the side. He was 6 foot even and weighed probably 150 pounds. He started out studying business and finance hoping to secure a job at a brokerage house. But his first unpaid internship had proven to him that he possessed far too many scruples for a job like that, so he switched to business management. He wasn't certain what he wanted to manage at this point, but he was pretty sure whatever turned up, he could do. Adam wouldn't have been surprised to see Sean managing one of Rachelle's father's many dealerships in the near future.

Sarah nudged Adam with her elbow.

"What are you thinking?" she whispered.

"I was thinking I've never heard Sean or Walt so quiet before," Adam said loudly. The guys looked embarrassed but the girls laughed.

"Go ahead and get your questions out of the way," Allie said with a smile. "I'm a 32A and I wear size small panties. I prefer bikini cut instead of thongs but I'll wear a thong if I have to. My hair is naturally red but I can't prove it right now. Oh, and I like long walks on the beach and sunsets. Next?"

Sarah sighed dramatically.