“Oh I can’t have that though I’m underage.”“Oh come on it’s just a glass of wine besides there is going to be a lot of wine and champagne ...t your photo shoots and concerts so don’t worry”“Oh thank you.”Mimi took the drink and smiled at him. He smiled back.”“Would you mind if we took some pictures for your modeling?”“Do you think that is ok? I mean I’m not an idol yet.”“Trust me it is going to happen. Besides we need pictures for our clients to judge you by.”“Oh ok should I find some other. Of course, there was a chance that he was my best friend now."Dude," I nodded as he eagerly sat down in front of me and turned around. I'd decided that "Dude" would be my answer to everyone, until I figured out who was who and what was what."So, good holiday, Trickster?" he asked."'Sokay," I nodded. "Yours?" Excellent, Trickster," he nodded. "Excellent."We weren't best friends. He was too eager. I'd be willing to bet he'd been cut from the varsity baseball team last year. Fortunately, he. He was determined to take Rusty’s cherry but knew that he would have to do so carefully. He could feel that horniness was overcoming Rusty’s natural resistance, and knew that if he kept stimulating Rusty he would get to fuck the pink eye that was blinking at him. “Turn onto your stomach, boy, and spread them for me,” Roland ordered building control.In a flash, Rusty complied with an obedient, “Yes sir.” Fortunately, as Rusty settled on his stomach, his head was facing in the opposite direction. As I danced, a few more people came onto the floor. Obviously, word had got around from David and Peter that I was there to be touched and fondled. Two T Girls and their guys joined me from behind and gave my arse a squeeze and ran hands up my skirt , then people came and danced in front of me. I felt a pair of hands squeeze my waist, then move down to stop at my hips and caress my leather skirt. I knew it was Peter from the way he was touching my ass through the skirt. I felt him move closer.