The head rush from standing, and the adrenaline revealed that I wasn’t as close to being ready to drive home as I thought I was, but I played it coo.... If I played this amazing hand that was just dealt correctly, she’d get me home. “Hey there,” she said. This was a relief. I’m no good at introductions, luckily she took that pressure off of me. “You’re here pretty late. Have all your friends gone home?” She was calling me out for drinking too much, but I didn’t mind. She did it in a cute, flirty. The manwho had the best interest of his son in mind thought her not beingaround was what was best for Dan."Dave, is it ok if I come in the room?"Louanne knew the answer was no before Dave said anything. Him getting upfrom his chair told her so. He did not want to have this conversationwithin earshot of Dan. Dan needed to be where he was recovering to betranquil. Having the presence of someone that Daniel would give creditto putting him this bed would be a disturbance. Also, Dave did not knowif. He’d gone to Swarthmore. Then there was Han, a big Asian dude. She didn’t catch where we has going to school. Finally there was Jamal, a mixed African American guy from USC.It wasn’t really a party, just a few old friends hanging out. They all seemed to be more interested in talking about their first year at college and comparing notes. Only Han went greek, and the others were giving him crap about it. Jamal was getting kind of close and friendly, which was making her even more nervous than the. She had her waist backed up so high her ass was staring straight at me. I wipe some oil off of her back and push my thumb down in. The oil made it hard for me to grip her waist, but her hips were working as hard as mine. I dug my fingers deep into her obliques. Every plunge brought cool, misting oil off of both of us. She dropped to her face and turned her head to one side. Her hands reach back, one for her, one for me. Her left hand vibrates side to side in a horny blur on her clit, her right.