And she liked me! In fact, two weeks ago, we made out at Kripke’s party for almost twenty minutes! I didn’t quite get my hands on her delicious an... suckable tits, but I was going to. Really, I was! But I didn’t quite get there before she had to throw up. The word on the street was she kissed at least six other guys that night, but no matter. I knew that I was the one she liked. She smiled at me, and I was about to talk to her when Little Dipshit came up and body-checked me against the lockers.. There was a group of youths in their late teens hanging around outside the shops, and although I knew their faces from experiencing their nuisance making and petty vandalism in the neighbourhood, I didnt know any more about these 18-20 year olds. They were certainly younger than the gang who hassled us and did the "Your Mum, Your Mum" thing to my Mum, some years ago. [This is explained in another story.] However, they seemed to recognise us, and I got that uneasy feeling of nasty intentions one. ." I stood and went towards the spot still moist with her urine. She stood beside me."Let me," she said. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft. "Oooh," she squealed when the stream started. "That's so neat!"The stream diminished to a dribble, then a drop. "Shake it." Nuh-uh," she said, kneeling. "My turn." Her lips sealed around my shaft and I felt her tongue working, milking me dry.I sat back down on the blanket, cross-legged. Cindy sat in my lap, facing me, wrapping her slender legs around my. Ah, Karaoke and drinks with umbrellas, I was in the third dimension. "Kento, why are you sitting alone, come join our party; I have brought you a present, this is Trudi and she is very flexible, aren't you honey?" As I was talking I had moved my arm around her shoulder and my hand was resting on the top of her boob just before it disappeared into her little cocktail dress. "Trudi, say hello to Kento." And as I said that my hand slid inside her dress to cup her boob. That got Kento's attention!.