You Hug Her

Knowing Amy has always been a physical type of girl, you decide to hug her to comfort her. You slide closer and wrap your arms around her, and she leans into you.

"You're such a good friend," she whispers with her head in your chest.

You quickly find that your arm is sliding around her back and to her side, where your fingers linger on her breast. She doesn't even seem to mind, which is very bizarre.

You begin to consider she may be in the state of mind where she'd be open to experimentation. You let your hand slide further on to her breast, and she doesn't even flinch.

You wonder if you should touch her leg and go to the next level.