The teenagers they were now were too close to care. Not that it made any difference in the real world. tube8 The blonde opened her eyes, pursed her lips, and blew. Everybody knew it wasn’t serious. There was only one logical candidate. Hazel eyes, verging on green. Indeed, their two families had noticed a tendency for the girls’ wardrobes to oscillate slowly back and forth between the two households. She’d have to use some tongue. Abby opened her eyes on the party. It was embarrassing. She and Corina were eighteen years old, and they were surrounded by friends of both sexes, temporarily freed from the burden — or support, depending on how one looked at it — of parental supervision.
