Lena's cheeks were burning with shame, but shame at what exactly, Juan.. that had been the guy's name right, well he was right, this was her place. She stared down at the bottle in her hands, the swill of vodka rolling around. She had never actually done it with a guy, like ever, the most she had ever seen of a guy had been pictures in a porno mag she had bought in high school. Rolling the vodka around Lena put the bottle to her lips, feeling the liquid sliding down her throat, a light forming in her eyes as she tried to deaden her nerves a little. When May called out Lena could hear that timbre in her voice, the same she had heard so many times, that voice always begged her to eat her out.<br/><br/>Lena rose slowly, grabbing a blouse from her closet she quickly buttoned it up, leaving the top two undone, showing the generous swell of her tits. Lena didn't bother with pants as she popped her door open, the vodka bottle was still in her hand as she brought it back to her lips, standing in the doorway and taking another swig. Coughing lightly she stared at them both, at that man with his hands on May's body, groping her, working his fingers across her skin. He was so rough, so demanding, he needed to worship May, not abuse her like this. Clearly it was because he was a guy, they always thought roughness equalled love.. or something stupid like that. The vodka hampering her normally quick wit, instead of saying something witty she just extended the vodka bottle. "Lena..", she said softly offering the bottle to Juan, it was pretty clear to May that her friend was horny, Lena always did the leg-clench which was exactly what she was doing now, putting one dainty foot on the other and clenching her thighs together a little.