"Hey Angie," I said."Hey yourself. Wanna dance?" I looked at her quizzically. Surely she wasn't serious?"Really? You want to dance... with me?" I aske.... She nodded. "What about Bobby?" Bobby was our grade's sports star, and although he was a nice guy, I didn't like him. He was dancing with Angie all evening, and I hadn't had so much as a chance to ask her to dance, much less the opportunity to say hello. Obviously he was the enemy.Angie grimaced. "He's off with his friends. C'mon! I wanna dance. I completed my journal installment and smiled. "19 today" I said aloud, and laughed as I cheered my hands in the air, thankful that no-one could see me. It was then a clutter hit onto my window behind me, I got up and peeked to see who it was - my friend Danny. I returned to where I was sitting before, checking my image in the mirror. He had always drove my brain wild with thoughts that one shouldn't really have about her best friend. He walked over to me his arms outstretched. "Happy. She wondered if Wesley would ever command her to suck him. Yesterday it had been a fear of hers but right now, watching as Helen moved faster on faster over Rick’s cock, Amaya would have been willing to suck him and more.She came before Rick did and once more she had to stifle her groans. There was no need. Rick was groaning louder now and Helen’s sucking sounds weren’t quiet either. They didn’t seem to care about the noise they were making which bothered Amaya, but not enough to make her stop. As with most of the college party girls, she was up for pretty much anything to get some attention and have some fun. So it didn't take me very long to convince her that we needed to make our way back to her apartment so that we could get serious with our party.Once we got to her small clean apartment the real fun began to start. After some more kissing we quickly got undressed and laid down on the bed.“You got a condom right?” she giggled“I sure do, a special kind actually which should make.