We caught each others' eye from across the room. He made eyes at me. I felt bold and approached him. He was travelling through town with his friend, h... said they were only in the area for a week. We talked and laughed for a while. There was definitely a strong sexual pull between us. Once the concert was over, I invited them back to my apartment to hang out, have a drink, & smoke some weed. Mike and I continued to flirt throughout the night. We found out we actually had a lot in common, besides. Shanti brought out all of Namrata’s clothes which she had washed and put to dry, and began folding them. It so happened that she was facing a mirror and folding and putting the clothes inside the draw. And while folding, she would have them against her chest, hold the dress down with her neck, fold it . and so on. I was horny as always and had planned a fuck session this weekend and was online chatting with a woman who had just accepted my friend invite a few minutes ago.But more about her. .. and more sex. Like most boys, I was practically obsessed with thoughts of sex. My complete knowledge about sex came from my father’s “secret” stash of girly magazines and a few erotic novels (I don't even count what we learned in health class as sex education). I couldn’t wait both my parents to be out of the house so I could grab one and jerk off looking at all those naked tits. They didn’t even show pubic hair in those days! But no matter how many times I would jerk off during the. Amy came over to the sofa and sat down next to me. “Dave, I want to ask you a question.” “Sure” I answered as quickly as she had asked. “Do you think I am pretty?” she asked. “Well, I guess for an 11 year old you’re kind of pretty.” “11 ½” she stated. “Oh…that is really old.” I mused and grinned at her and she acted like she wanted to slap me, but only in jest. “Do you think you would like to mess around a little?”“What?” I asked extremely shocked. “Do you want to fool around with me?” Amy.