The closer it came to the time of the date, the more butterflies gathered in his stomach. By 8pm, he was a bundle of nerves, down to the sweaty palms ...nd stuttering. Nevertheless, he knocked on her door, not to early and never late. He was still in his standard school clothes of jeans, buttoned down shirt, and Nikes, but she had changed. Christy was wearing a pair of white shorts and a red tank top. Her feet were bare, and her toes painted the same red of her shirt. Chad could not tear his eyes. I noticed her body shivering. I moved closer and wrapped my arm around her and pulled her close. The glow of the fire was slowly dying in the downpour. ”You're still hard,” Sherie giggled.”You must think I'm a pervert,” I laughed.She giggled and then surprised me by taking it in her hand again. My trepidations faded as she pushed me back and straddled my legs. Her hand worked slowly up and down my shaft. Our eyes fixed on each other as she worked. She gave me a wicked grin and dropped her. With each action, she takes a bit of her lower left lip, painted a vibrant cherry red that's so apparent, no one could miss it, even in the dark.Hunter hobbles his body forward to stroke the light brunette hair of his mistress, moving it out of the way of her left eye, revealing it's hazel color and well done make up which includes a combination of mascara and blue eye shadow. Looking at her, Hunter completely drank in the sight of this well defined woman. To go with her eyes, her pinkish blush. Still, she reasoned, there's not much harm I can come to in front of 500 people, is there? As Victoria got to her feet and waved to the crowd there was a surge of applause that continued as she took the steps up to the stage."What on earth are you going to get me to do, Gregg Gillstrom?" she whispered as she got to the stage. Maxine could feel herself clenching her fists as Victoria leant close to Gregg's ear. She forced herself to relax. There would be plenty of opportunity later to amuse.