You’ll just be taking them off again anyhow.”“Good point.” I kicked them over onto the sofa instead and crossed to the door, checking the peep...ole to be sure it was him before I opened it. When I did, he took in my nakedness, dripping, rigid cock and all, and laughed.“Fuck, man, what a greeting! If you had pockets I’d ask if that was a banana in your pocket or you were just happy to see me; as it is, you’re obviously very happy to see me!”“Believe it or not, this isn’t in your honor.”He. Then we planned some naughty stuff which I will tell as the story continues.On Friday afternoon, all 4 of us left in Chirag’s car. Where my friend Chirag was driving, I was sitting next to him. Both of us were wearing comfortable shorts, sneakers and sweatshirts. Both the ladies were at the back seat.Dhawani was wearing tiny pink satin shorts along with a cropped spaghetti top and a jacket which she took out in the car. And Jhanvi was wearing shorts again and a t-shirt on top of it which was a. If it did indeed mean they were boy friend and girl friend, they would most likely have to keep it a secret. Her mom, for one, would never allow her to have a boyfriend at her age. Especially one who was four years older than her. Also his friends would probably make fun of him for going with a girl so much younger than he, one who was still in middle school while he was in high school, one who didn't even wear a bra yet.Michael broke her train of thought by letting out an audible sigh, and. I shrugged at her and I said, “That’s what it means to be a little sister. You have to wait for your turn to have a dance with Dad.”But then we got our turn to dance with Dad and we danced with each other too. Then some guys started asking to dance with Jen, so she danced with them but she kept on coming back to dance with Dad.One time while I was sitting at the table a boy about my age came up to me at the table.He said, “Um hi,” then he said, “Um er d ... I mean w ... I mean,...” then he.