She takes my hand and I assist her in getting out of the car. As she stands, I look back and see a wet spot on her seat and let out a little chuckle ...nd smile. Dragon returns my smile with one of her own and her cheeks go flush. We walk, hand in hand, around the back side of the house toward the barn where the tractor is usually stored. Its not there this week due to it being in the shop for an oil change and other routine maintenance. As we get closer and closer to the barn, I feel. I walked up to this Que social, a party thrown at their frat house, after I had just got off line for a step show. The guy was 23 years old, at least that's what he told me. He, lets call him Blow Owt, and his line brother chose me and a few of my friends to take back to our dorms, next thing i know they are offering to cook us breakfast. Blow Owt, letting his line brother handle the other girls, came over to me and started to flirt, I told him how I thought stepping was cool and he told me to. My eyes flew wide open and I rushed to my feet heading for the door. I only got two steps before I gripped the bed post tightly, the room spinning in a dizzy whirl."No." I whispered softly, trying very hard not to faint.When the room righted itself again I took a much slower approach. I walked to the door and gripped the handle. There was no budging it. I pushed, pulled, knocked, pounded and screamed at it. I even went so far as to kick it in my slippered foot. The only results were raw hands. As soon as taniqua hear my voice she opened her eye and looked at me. At first she wasn't sure if it was me but as soon as her eyes got adjusted to the light in the in my booth she recognized me and jump up from her sofa and started apologizing for being there. I told her that she did not need to apologize because it wasn't like I came there to get her out at her family's request. I told her about being bored at home and wanting to come there to have fun. I told her that when I saw her on the.