"N-NO!" I screamed back with a broken voice and instinctively held the edge of the sink with both hands.SLAP!“AAAAAUUGH!” I yelped. He was always ...itting the same spot, the right part of my behind, with his big and strong hand. It tingled and stung. I put my thighs together, feeling my intimate inner parts contract, and a wave of arousal go through my whole body. Confused, I held back a moan, and as I didn't know what else to do, I decided to feel angry as well. "FUCK YOU!" WHAT!?" He screamed.. Raging hormones, you know." I'll keep that in mind," I say, staring pointedly at Henry's crotch.I help myself to a glass of punch as I watch Henry ask one of the "single" girls to dance. I smile to myself as I hear him apologize that he might dance a little differently than what was taught in class. His new partner giggles and says she won't mind.Sipping the punch (I swear it's the same brand that was around when I was in middle school), I notice one of the few young gentlemen in attendance. He pulled at thebillowy gown then stumbled to one of the large mirrors inthe room to see he was fully outfitted in a wedding gown.He ran for the door in the other room stumbling andmumbling as he tried to hold the huge dress out of the way.Then still confused he ran back into the bedroom andstumbled again. This time catching his feet on the front ofthe dress causing him to fall in a whirling, swishing,zipping mass of frothy petticoats that ended up around hishead in a pile, with his gleaming. "With you?" He asked and I nodded slowly. "Into the kitchen, definitely." The kitchen?" I pursed my lips. "Ohhh ... It's hot in there." Takes some fire to make a cream pie." He shrugged."Does it?" I laughed because I thought you had to refrigerate those things."Oh yeah." He nodded. "You want to see my kitchen?" Hmmmm..." I rocked my head a little. " ... Is it safe?" You're always gonna be safe with me, little girl." He grinned."Little girl?" I rolled my eyes."Big girl?" He shook his head..