"Will you keep me safe?" she didn't need an answer as before I could, she was under my covers nestled into my chest.We layed like that for a while, th...n she turned over with her back toward me.We layed normally there for a few moments, then she started shuffling her ass into my cock and gripping my hand tight to her chest, or more specifically her non-existent tits.I started to get hard as every couple of moments she would move her ass from side to side, rattling my cock around."mmm..." she let. We have corresponded by e-mail, and we are both interested in each other, very much. We talked about our kinky interests a lot, and feel good about our mutual interests sexually. Our conversations are adult, fun, and we have a real admiration for each other. You arrive, and find me sitting alone; you sit down next to me on the couch. You are wondering - What will happen go home alone? What would he do with me? You are getting turned on a little bit with the idea of some kinky fun. "Listen, I'm. She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't really pretty. Her hair never seemed right, she had a pudgy sort of nose and her mouth was too big for the rest of her face.She was always a bit overweight, not exactly fat but with a hint of double chin and in the summer, when she wore shorts, well, her legs just didn't look good in shorts.She had big breasts, which went with her thick waist and well padded bottom, but those breasts were never sexy for me.Anyway, I let her in, and she looked as plain and dumpy. "If she's happy with whoever she chooses," I'd told Brianna once."You'll be happy for her. Right? I'm sure I will. I hope," I'd addedas a soft afterthought, mostly to myself.Nevertheless, we were both surprised when Cherry announced that she wouldattend the Senior Prom in the man's role. I recovered first; when wewere alone, I reminded Brianna that if Cherry was happy then we werehappy.We were going to meet Cherry's date at her house, to do the photographingand the other standard pre-Prom.