“Sounds fun.”The relief on his face made my heart skip a beat and he nodded for me to follow him out a side door. “There’s a fair going on jus... outside of town. If you wanted, we could go.”The fair. I’d always wanted to go the fair, but it was something our family never seemed to have time for. And since I always seemed to be between boyfriends when these things happened, it never seemed like fun to tag along with everyone else at my school. Not when I was also the odd one out. But today seemed. There were two other things he liked. Hayley had foregone the usual full size panty in favor of a lacy one that was much briefer. It wasn't outright provocative, but the faint panty-line he had observed following her to the car at least suggested this woman had a sense of fun. The other thing he liked was the spaghetti strapped shoes. He didn't have a foot fetish, but those thin black straps on her bare feet suggested a more ready sensuality than did her dress. In short, she didn't look cheap. Shelly looked at him stunned. She told him she still wanted to date. He told her again I don't date liars and teases. Now get out. What had started out as a lot of fun quickly went down the toilet. She started putting on her clothes but John grabbed her by the arm and pushed her out the door. He told her she could dress outside. About a week went by and I was getting out of class and walking down the hall going to my car in the parking lot. Shelly walked up to me and told me she was. "Is a pig ass pork?" I asked with a sly grin."Well, I don't know," he said, "I've never eaten a pig’s ass." Oink," I said.And we both laughed.We kissed as I slid my hand along his cock. The length of it intoxicated me. He fingered my ass, causing the lips to fold out in a small donut. And it occurred to me that if heaven did exist, I had found it on earth.He broke the kiss because I couldn't. My mind and body had become an instrument, and I wanted him to play me."Wait a second," he said and.