I declined saying I was a beer guy. She said come meet D. Grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. She led me thru the bedroom to a small room with two re...liners and a tv .D stood up shook my hand. I sat down in one of the recliners. M sat on the arm of my seat. After talking a few minutes M ask if I wanted to smoke a joint with them. As we passed it around M was still sitting on the arm of my seat. Her very nice breast were rubbing on my arm as we talked. D decided to make a beer run. We continued. I wasn’t new to squirting and I drank her juices to my content.I now watched her as her eyes sought mine, locking with mine as I moved to lay beside her. I lifted her leg and she used her right hand to guide my harden dick to her moist and ready pussy. I entered her slowly driving my dick all the way into her cunt, deep. It was an amazing feeling, wet and moist. She moaned and smiled as I entered her, and I smiled back. “Fuck me” she whispered and I began to thrust my dick slowly back and forth. .. operating an idiot stick.”“What’s an idiot stick?” I asked.“It’s a stick with a broom on one end and an idiot on the other,” he replied, much to Grandpa’s delight. Both he and Mom and Grandpa laughed hard at that; Grandma sniffed and told Dad to behave.The girl issue seemed very flexible that spring. While I took Becky Sorenson to the Spring Dance, she broke up with me about a week later to hang out with Wade Lionel. I wanted to deck Wade, but Brax Hughes kept me from doing anything stupid.. She smiled at him. She was vaguely aware of the nine or ten other guys in the room staring at her like they’d never seen a girl before. She wondered when the last time a female had entered this room. Not even the maid had been here in a while, it looked like.“The party hasn’t actually begun yet,” said Ralph. “We are waiting on the refreshments to arrive. Would you like to come to my room and view my etchings?”In spite of liking him, she almost snorted at that one. She wondered if it was a joke..