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- Aug 26, 2000
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I had made all of the calls a week ahead of time. All my girlfriends had agreed to get fabric and patterns so that we could have a sewing party. The day had come and everyone arrived, bringing with them their fabrics and tools to work with. We gathered in the living room to each show off what our new creations would be like. As we shared we giggled with anticipation, each of us with our own kind, I myself was just thrilled to be surrounded by these beautiful girls... all about to begin, what most expected to be a usual day, but turned out to be rather unusual yet truly amazing one instead. We gradually, while chatting, leasurely worked our way to the big sewing room filled with tables, machines and many interesting objects that have proven to come in handy in more way than one. I had particularly taken intrest in my friend Emily's sexy little dress projest and while talking about all that intailed to make it, I began to drift as she spoke. I imagined the thin straps sliding off her shoulder, and wanted them to fall far enough for me to catch a glimps of her areolas. "So, what do you think would work best?" her words jolting me from my short lived dreams. Knowing I had to say somthing I replied " I think will have to really lay it all out and see how it looks before it's put together to decied, but you'll look incredible either way I'm sure!" She sheepishly smiled as she thanked me and looked me in the eye knowingly. I caught it, her vibe I mean, how flattered she was. The other girls had pared up and were really just talking and getting started. But for some reason there was a feeling in the room, or was it just me..."yeah, it must be, I know I'm just horney and with hot little Emily and her silky lavender dress, I'm just getting worked up and I'm imagining things." I thought to myself. I began to get my pattern out and begin when Emily interupted. "I'm not sure about my size, will you measure me to make sure?" she teased with her lip pouting as if she new exactly what button to push. I Knew at that moment that she wanted me to touch her because anyone can measure themselves. If I only knew exactly what was going on in her right now. How much greater would my pleasure be in all of this if I knew exactly what she wanted me to do her..