I heard the music from outside the door and rang the doorbell. Harri answered the door and i heard several voices asking 'who was at the door?' I walk...d into the inside porch and took my shoes off as i leaned my head into the lounge so they could see it was me at the door. I scanned the room looking for Lucy as everyone said hi to me. She was nowhere to be seen. Becky told me that she wasn't actually coming tonight and didn't want to hang out with me. This was one of the first ‘body shots’. We’d sneak our hands down another one’s pants during math class. We’d lick an earlobe at lunch. Sometimes there were boyfriends and girlfriends from outside our group, but they never last. That ambiance, that intertwining friendship, became the closest thing I ever had to the relationship those k**s in The Dreamers had with each other. Klay and me never did anything with each other, but the girls had no reservations. We were in a boarding school. When the boys went to their separate dormitories. In the background they heard Don groaning, asAndrea screamed in the grip of intense orgasmicpleasure.The room was on fire with a rising crescendo of sexualmusic that inspired his energy and imagination. Hisaunt was cooing incessantly beneath him, like somesilly virginal teenager achieving her first orgasm.She was whispering at his ear again as she ferociouslyarched upward against his driving cock. Her words werelike sweet wine to his spirit, words of love and praisefor the pleasure he now. It was still there, probably stronger even. I looked into her eyes, and I was sure that she was feeling something similar. ‘Careful John!’ I told myself as I found myself falling for my beautiful, but young, date.The journey back was made in silence, though a very comfortable one. It was as if we both needed to reflect on what was happening between us, because something definitely was. Against all the rules of driving, I kept hold of Lyn’s hand whenever possible. It was moving that when I did.