I think my sister was there just to make sure I actually came back with my hair, makeup and nails done. Needless to say this was the most dressed up I...had ever been and I wound up feeling like a complete idiot all night.Fortunately it wasn't long after the prom that we graduated and no longer had to pretend that my friend was really my boyfriend. Off to college I went. Why? I'll never know. Actually I do know. Once again it was my parents. My sister had went to college and became a nurse. Just. She would have been lying anyway. She'd gotten fucked plenty of times by plenty of big studs. But she'd never even rated the title starlet. I think the problem was that she was just too good looking. She looks like the type of female you want to worship. It's hard to imagine the goddess would actual consent to have sex with you. Maybe I'm not being objective. After having my dick inside her I know how wonderful that feels. But the male's pleasure isn't that obvious or interesting to the. Things got worse when I turned back toward the room. It was obvious thatmany people had taken pictures with their phones. There were also a fewmembers of the press in the room who would likely play this up for all itwas worth. I did my best to smile and interact with my fans, but I knewthey all could see how upset I was.I climbed into bed that night not only physically exhausted, but alsoemotionally drained. Dad hadn't been happy about what had happened. If ithadn't been for the fact that he. She's having a tough time; she's panting, sharp breathes she doesn't wantme to hear.Before I can offer her anything, she gets Conrad's favorite cup out ofthe dishwasher. Sweet man that he is, he washed the dishes last nightafter I went to bed. She couldn't have known it was there.Could she? Well ... could she? She pours coffee just the way he does. Shecatches me looking at her and smiles. Yeah, it's his face alright, that'shis smile.She shakes her head to get the hair out of her eyes and sips.