Yet. Walking home on an early fall day, I was sharing how cute Wes in History was, and she was telling me about how sexy Bobby looked this year. Walki...g close together and giggling, we turned up her driveway and tossed our book bags on the floor in the family room. We heard her brothers come in, banging around the kitchen and swearing at each other, then laughing. Her older brother Kyle was a senior and had a steady girlfriend, but loved to make me feel like I was his girl, teasing me about. Brad was everythingI wanted when I didn't know what I wanted in a guy. He was cute, tall, darkand hansom, funny, intelligent, and very popular. He's the guy that is thecrush of the school. I didn't know why he had asked me to the prom but wasquite eager to attend, especially in the presence of Brad. Several of my girlfriends had also been asked to go to the prom so we allplanned and discussed what we were going to wear, our hair, and all that girlystuff. We were all so excited. Even though we. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see me rubbing the length of my leg and I'm it didn't take her long to realize that I was stroking my cock through my shorts."Go ahead, pull it out and stroke it while you watch me." She kept her eyes glued to the screen. "I can see how bad you want to."I cleared my throat and shifted on the bed as I slid my shorts down just enough to free my cock from the prison that it was in. When it cleared the waist band of my shorts, it came back and slapped me in. He straightened his shoulders and rested his hands on his desk in front of him."Well, the only thing I could say to do if you really want to help is to go around places you think that person would be and look for clues," Blake gave the only advice he could. "Ask around and see if anyone has seen your friend. Just make sure to be careful."She nodded "I will. Thank you Detective." You are welcome," Blake replied. "Just do me a favor and don't end up as a report on my desk."She nodded again and.