Before and after sex you're still the same people."As he said this he was gently stroking my cock through my underpants and because I was agreeing wit... him, I didn't feel I could object to his touching me. And anyway, I was enjoying it. He was - or the situation was - filling me with lust. Lust for sex, for orgasm."See, if we did a role play," he said, "where I was wrapping my arms around you because it felt good, and if you were getting into it, then it wouldn't matter who we were."He put one. Later on that evening we got together in Shane's room and mine and talked about it.“You know mom is right. We can go to the prom as each others date.” I started the discussion. “Yes, but what would everyone think when they saw us there?” Stephanie asked.“I don't give a damn what anyone else thinks.” Shane threw in. “There is only a handful of people at the school who I get along with, and if the others don't like it, they can kiss my ass. And I hope that someone wants to start something,. “That’ll be the taxi,” Tom said, “l didn’t want to drive knowing that l’d been drinking.”Fifteen minutes later they were seated in Carol’s favourite Italian restaurant. The seating was a half moon bench around a semi circular table, they were in their favourite, secluded spot, Carol sat in the middle with her two favourite lovers either side. The wine had been poured and their meals ordered.“Craig was wondering where Jack fits into our lives,” Tom said.“Oh we’re nowhere near that yet,” Carol. I really couldn’t believe what was happening.I was not sure if it was a dream or reality. I slapped myself to the test. She was shocked to see me slapping myself.Me: Sorry, mom. I just wanted to check if this was a dream or reality. I have been dreaming about this day for a long time. And I can’t believe that it’s really happening now. I don’t know what to say.Mom: Then don’t say anything. Just do something. Which you always wanted to.That’s all I had to hear before I pounced upon her. My.