Follow Sarah to the bathroom

"Yeah, I'll follow you," you say,

"I wish there were a few more boys," you giggle girlishly.

"Oh, you're the randy type, huh?" Sarah laughs. "We might not have many boys, but we're at least progressive enough that you can get with as many boys as you want without judgement. At this point, there's so few cocks going about that if you can get a few, you've earned respect. And if not, there's always girls around, if you're inclined."

"Do you...?" you ask.

"Me? Oh god, no. I mean... well, you know, I've been curious, and sometimes there's only girls about, but, you know, I'm straight," Sarah says, before adding with a wink. "Ish."

"Cool," you say quickly, before looking at the floor and walking on.

"You'll too alright here, I think. You're pretty hot, I'm sure you'll break your fair share of hearts, if you're looking to."

"Oh, you're too sweet," you smile. "No, I know I'm far from the prettiest girl here. I've no tits and not the best face."

You push into the better bathroom, which thankfully isn't filled with a **** gang of horny boys. You move over to the sink, looking into the mirror as you check your make-up while Sarah does likewise.

"Oh, don't say that about yourself," Sarah says. "You have fine tits. More than enough to satisfy a lusty boy's hands."

"You're just being nice," you blush.

"Oh, come on, let me have a feel and see, then," Sarah says, turning to look at you.

Your cousin's hands shoot forward, as she begins to rub your little titties through your shirt as your eyes shoot open in surprise as your boobs as squeezed lightly by Sarah. You blush hard in embarrassment and arousal as your cousin rubs yours tits through your bra. Sarah notices how embarrassed you look, pulling back with a laugh.

"Are you OK? It's just us girls, you know."

"Oh, yeah, I know," you say, blushing bright red.

"You can feel mine if you want," Sarah says. "You know, to make us equal."