”“Okay. Thanks.” But I still wanted to find Sherry.Just as I thought, Sherry was groping that guy to _Layla_ on the dance floor.I waited for the...song to end and caught Sherry. “You going home with him?” I whispered.She grinned and whispered, “Maybe. Be ready to go, okay?”But I wasn’t ready to go yet. It was a kind of laid-back, easy-going party, a _fun_ party, and I just made a bunch of new friends playing that game. I told Sherry, “You go on, Sherry. I’ll get my own ride home. But you got to. But this cold Monday morning wasnt the same. Steven wasnt himself. He barely talked to me on the walk to school and in between classes he didnt even look at me. At lunch he was nowhere to be found. On the walk home he didnt talk that much. Just as we were getting up to his house I asked him Steven whats wrong with you today? he just said he didnt want to talk about it. So I left it at that. The rest of the week was pretty much the same. Friday never came so slow, but it was great because we had. She took her mouth towards my mouth and bit my lips, while we smooched my finger was inside her pussy.I gave a few stroke with my finger and tasted it.Without wasting time I started to lick her pussy, she was moaning in pleasure, I pushed my tongue inside her pussy, it was a wonderful time in my life, I licked around 5 min, and some liquid started to flow from her pussy, I completely licked it. It was awesome.Now it was her turn, she took my penis in her hand and moved it up and down. I told. "Oh no, I'm fine." I took a couple of running hops until I caught upwith Terri and grabbed her hand.Terri moved her umbrella to protect us both from the light drizzle."Okay, just watch out for th..."Just then my right shoe was flooded with something damp, cold andsquishy. "Ugh, what did I step in?"Terri skidded to a halt and turned to face me. "That'd be the pothole Iwas trying to warn you about. "Aunt Joan stopped short and looked over her shoulder at us. "Everythingokay back there?"I balanced.