Her mother took pictures. "Both of you look great. I hope you enjoy the dance."It was all Wanda hoped it would be. When they introduced her, the whole...place got quiet. 'Escorted by Howie Randolph.'He danced with her until she said. "I want you to meet some of my friends."They went to a large table with several girls and their dates. One of the girl's escorts asked, "Are you Howie Randolph, Division II Player of the Year?" Yes, I am going to miss having Wanda cheering for me," he said."Were you. His lips move down my throat and his breath teases my nipples. I quake and when the warm wet mouth covers my sensitive nipple, I become dizzy. I hear a voice sob. I don’t recognize it but my mind tells me that it’s my voice. Oh god, I think. He is inside my mind and I have no control. And still his hands continue to find new and secret places to give me pleasure. The very top of my ass just behind my hips. Just above, the hollow of my back has become an erotic place from which streaks of. As I walked into the store, I thought, Man, Im glad that Jerry could watch Little One. Its strange not having her with me. As I walked down the aisles with my cart, picking up the items I needed for jambalaya, I noticed a handsome man already shopping. Dark-haired, he was of average height, but with the build of a contractor, like Jerry. With broad shoulders and a slim waist, he filled out his T-shirt well. As she walked past, he smiled at me and said, Morning, pleasantly in passing. I felt his. The poor clerk gasped with wide eyed surprise! I held that pose, looking up to him and asking coyly "Which one is better..." I pretended not to notice that my nipples were in his full view, and pointed to the computer games, "... this one or that one?" my flexed arm and discretly pushed the side of my breasts, making the hooters move as I pointed to each box in turn.I was making a big demonstration and he was hard pressed just to understand what I was saying or asking. I usually end in this.