Learn more about Janine while playing with her

As you offer your knuckles to Janine's mouth and she continues licking, you notice her nipples pushing hard into her T-shirt. "You're very perky today Janine... are you sure you didn't forget anything this morning?" You rub one of her nipples through her shirt with your free hand.

Janine gasps, then looks to you with a smirk. "Smartass," she says, cooly. "If you must know, that's intentional. I don't like bras, and when you're my size you don't need to wear them every day."

She looks down to your hand stroking at her nipple through her shirt, still rubbing her own pussy under her jeans. "Well, this is certainly a change!"

Your blood runs cold. Does Janine know that things have changed? "Um," you stutter, "what do you mean?"

Janine cocks her head. "John, did you ever once fondle me in public while casually chatting with me before? Back in school or first year?"

You begin to feel defensive, and just a bit dizzy. "Um, no. But then again, you never masturbated in public in front of me either." You pause. "Your clothes would have made it a bit more difficult for me to play with your body in school, too."

Janine pouts slightly, but nods. "Well, it wouldn't have stopped you from copping a feel, but I take your point. Would, uh, you like to actually feel my breasts? Um, my nipples are starting to feel a bit sore from all the through-the-shirt stuff..."

"Oh, sorry." You take a moment to decide whether to reach into her shirt from the bottom or the top. "Wouldn't it be better for me to just take your shirt off? That way I won't stretch it."

"Oh!" Says Janine, the blood rushing from her face a bit. She looks around nervously. "Um, okay, that makes sense," she says, looking not entirely convinced. She takes her hand out of her jeans, and you pull her top over her head. She looks a bit nervous about being topless in the middle of campus, but smiles at you and puts her hand back in her jeans. You reach for a breast for a proper grope.

"You don't really mind this?" you ask Janine. She seems to be awfully aware of the changes going on...

She smiles back at you. "I don't really blame you. I mean, I feel a bit exposed up here on the top of the hill topless with you playing with my boobs, but I guess nobody really minds. I mean, I can hardly criticism you seeing how I was just playing with myself from watching the other half-dressed women on parade."

Janine is full of surprises. "You mean you notice them?"

Janine laughs. "Come on John, everybody notices them. Even straight guys notice them, if only because they're half-dressed females. The gay guys notice them because they're a fashion faux pas of course," she smirks.

"Most people don't seem to pay much attention to it, though."

Janine looks to you. "Well, most people don't. I know that you notice. Did you know that we called you 'dress-code' in school? If a girl had so much as her button fly open, you'd have your hand in there the moment you saw it. Some girls even took advantage of it." Janine started thrusting her hips. "Oooh.. Did you ever notice that each time Stephanie 'accidentally' came out of gym class completely naked, it was a few days after each time she broke up with one of her boyfriends? Unf. You lucky bastard."

Okay... so it seems like you had a much more rewarding high-school experience than what you remember. And if Janine seems a bit more aware, it's not because she knows that the accidental nudity and free-use are new things.

Janine's behavior and something she said a moment ago finally click. "So, uh, you're a lesbian?" you say, pulling on a nipple.

Janine's eyes are wide as she brings herself off. "Uh-hunh," she whines. "Oh god yes, oh." She breathes in sharply as you rub a nipple, making you decide to gently grasp her boobs instead.

Janine pants for a minute, then looks to you with a raised eyebrow. "You really didn't know, did you..."

You shrug. "Not really."

Janine shrugs as well. "I guess you were paying attention to the other girls. I liked hanging out with you because you were the only other person who realized just how fucking sexy girls are. With all the girls exposing themselves and half of them not realizing it, you're the only other person I knew who went out and really enjoyed it. No offense, John, but it's a shame you're not a girl."