"Come on, baby, I know you'll love it," the guy pleaded. He was wasted, and probably did something incredibly stupid."I said, I'm not interested," the...girl said as she pushed her drunken admirer away."Fuck you, bitch," the guy said before leaving her and heading back to the dancefloor.The girl just stood there, then turned to the bar and saw Brandon watching her. She started to go red, though whether it was anger, embarassment, or just being drunk, Brandon wasn't sure."Can I help you?" she. I didn’t lock it because nobody was home or awake, so it was safe. I took out my 8 inch dick and started to beat off. When was about to cum, my cousin walked in. I froze, and stopped jerking off.“Anil. What are you doing?” She asked.“Wh. B. Sh. Shit.” I stuttered.She walked up to me and asked “Can I touch it”Regardless of my responses absence, she wrapped a small hand around my dick and pumped slowly.“Annie. What are you doing! You’re 8!” I said surprised.She didn’t respond. What she did do was. She knew she was overthinking everything, wondering what to wear, wondering and worrying about what was going to happen. Every few minutes she would tell herself that this was exactly why she needed this (not quite letting her internal self name what it was), and then the internal dialog would spin around and start right back up. All the while, she poked at the leftover pasta she had warmed up, not really eating very much of it.Before too long, she glanced over at the clock and saw that it was. "Excuse me," I stared at her from top to bottom, not trying to hide it. "I didn't mean to startle you." "Oh, it's my fault, I was day dreaming and didn't know anyone would be around this early," she smiled back. I let her pass by, as she headed towards the elevators. I got my Coke from the machine and caught up with her just before the elevator door opened. We both entered the elevator, and selected our desired floor. She seemed to be shifting her stance a bit as we rode in the elevator. All of.