One friday during dinner break we were sitting together and talking …. I asked her if she was doing anything on a saturday and she said that she was...free and if i had any plans for that day. I asked her out for disco. She agreed. So our program was finalized and we had to meet at 2030 hrs on saturday. I went to pick her up at 2030 hrs on saturday and we went to nirvana (club). She was wearing a mini skirt with a deep neck blouse. She had a long-island ice tea and i as usual had my 2 large pegs. I lay my head on her pillow, which smelled like her hair, as Katie pushed my thighs apart and squatted between them.The next eight hours were pure torture.OK. It only felt like eight hours of torture by orgasm denial, but I don’t think I’ve ever stroked, or been stroked, for that long without getting to cum. Katie seemed to sense whenever I was close to a climax and she would do various things to keep me from shooting off. Sometimes it was as simple as letting go of my cock and letting it. A small expression of concern appeared on his face, however. “You’ve got your ukulele, right?”Rennie nodded. Ty had already asked him a week or more ago to appear with him during his concert time and do a couple of songs “for old times’ sake.” But just that morning, Ty had made a change in which songs they would do – one of which, obviously, requiring his trusty ukulele.“It’s safely stored in its case and waiting to be used,” he answered, pointing over to the aforementioned. She smiled and had the cutest dimples and deep blue eyes, but then she quickly looked away and seemed tense. I could tell she was shy and uncomfortable around people she didn’t know but sensed that underneath her quiet, tentative manner was a sensual, passionate woman who dressed provocatively and liked men to look at her body--and what a sexy body--but more than that she fascinated me and I remembered the line, “still waters run deep.”Her grandfather said, “The hay is all cut and dry but my.