He decided it would be necessary for him to crawl to the door, and was about to get down on all fours when a loud creak from the distant staircase cau...ht his muddled attention. Having spent a lot of time here in the house, Gray knew that the fifth stair from the top creaked. Possibly Amanda hadn’t noted that fact consciously, or someone less familiar with the house was coming up. It was best to look as non-threatening as possible since he couldn’t get into a good position in time for a surprise. I arrived early and sat in the bar for a little Dutch courage. Over the course of our conversations and exchange of pictures online, he had soothed away most of my fears, so effectively in fact that I told him that it would be ok to bring a friend, if he liked. I figured, might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb. He brought eight friends, I'm guessing. I had to guess because we had agreed that I would wear a blindfold. Seeing as how all this had already taken place in lurid and graphic. And don’t get me wrong I can handle girls: I’ve been out with a couple, but being the only boy in a school of over five hundred girls is bound to be daunting.As I walked into the reception area there were already a couple of girls in there who, as I walked up to the desk, were looking at me, seemingly eyeing me up. Before I could clear my throat to talk to the receptionist, a pretty young lady in her twenties, I felt a tap on my shoulder and swivelled round defensively. I was met with a smiling. Traffic was fairly light so he was able to steal a glance at my legs, and other assets from time to time.I love the way he looks at me, I thought. Nope, stop that. Pull your skirt down again you slut! There, that's better. It's a damn good thing I have It tucked in tight. The way I'm feeling right now would definitely cause an unsightly problem.I finished smoothing out my short, black leather skirt and looked up in time to see a motorcycle speed by. The rider was looking right at me. He smiled.