He was wanting to go but since he didn't have a girlfriend he thought we'd just go together as friends. Of course my family was excited about the news... And of course the deeper I got into it, the less I was. Let's start with the dress. As I've already explained, I hated anything feminine. I was not into clothes and certainly not into shopping. While I'm sure most of the girls at school had an adventure while picking out their dream dress, I was in a nightmare. I went to the mall with a friend. The purple ogre she had come to call "Barney" over the last god knows how long entered, stroking his massive cock. He walked to her and stood by her face, cock intently pointed towards her. She gave a puzzled look but before his patience was tested figured out what he wanted. This was new, she thought. She quickly pulled herself up to her knees and traced her nimble pink fingers along the length of his shaft. Looking up at him seductively, she bit her lip and asked, "Is this what you want. When Izzy’s hand reached into her bra he thought his heart was going to pump out of his chest. When she pulled out some black lace he was puzzled for a moment. Izzy tilted her head slightly, letting out a small laugh at his confusion, she bit her lip, slowly uncurled her hand and let her lace thong drop on to his desk. The desk she lost her virginity on just last night. Ben gasped, he wanted to leap up from the chair and reach his hand up her skirt to see if those panties meant what they. I regain my balance, and I look up at her. She heads for a radio sitting next to the TV, and tunes it to a dance centric station. I start to approach her, she turns her head towards me, and mouths ‘no, not yet’ to me. She then, moves towards the center of the room, as I stand there waiting to see what see does next. She looks at me, with her soul piercing eyes, and motions for me to sit on the bed. Okay, what she going to do next here, I say to myself, she was the one wanting to me take her.