Barb asks, “Is this a first for you?”
“No, I have sat on a sofa before.” Christine has a smile and is being intentionally silly. “The tequila out of the freezer is a first.”
“I meant being alone with another woman?”
Christine is feeling the tequila; she catches herself looking at Barb’s full breasts. “I have never been with another woman in a situation quite like this.”
“Nothing to worry about…women are soft and smooth.”
The tequila has given Christine a little liquid courage. She asks Barb, “What keeps your boobs from blowing out the front of that top?”
“Bad luck mostly.”
Barb goes to the freezer to grab the tequila bottle. When she returns to the living room, her top is gone…her titties are out. “Oh dear! My top couldn’t handle the strain.” She pours them one more shot of tequila.
