What about u? Do u have a boyfriend?Me: Nah, but I’m interested to.Him: Oh, make sure u r not caught.Me: Haha. You are still a kid. But I could help...u in talking with girls; I’ll teach u how to talk with girls if u wanted.Him: yeah, y not?That was the starting point, I started giving him tips about impressing girls and he too would actively listen. And I wanted to use this as an advantage; I asked to him, “Do u know how to kiss? Because girls like good kissers”Him: I have seen in some movies,. I was led to a corner full of furniture from the previous year's play Peter Pan, tucked into the corner was a king size bed and mattress. "Come here." Missy said tapping on the space next to her. I sat down and she put her and on my thigh and started moving it closer to my crotch. "What are you doing?" I asked. "What do you think?" she said with a smile. "But what about Derek?" I asked. "Oh yeah Derek! We'll here's the thing about Derek." She held up her hand and wiggled it from side to side.. Her duffle bag, slung over a shoulder, dropped to the floor with a thud as she looked down at me in a loose, wide-strapped blue tank top and white cheesecloth skirt. She kept her eyes on me as I lay there, startled into a sort of paralysis, and she crossed to the dinette set and pulled out a chair, straddling it backwards, facing the bed. “It looks like you were enjoying yourself, hon. Don’t stop on my account,” she said, her voice dropping to a slightly huskier pitch as she continued,. By 6pm, there had still been no sign of them so we began to relax and wind down, the tension rapidly draining from our bodies.We made something to eat, opened a couple of bottles of wine and sat around watching the television, but still keeping an ear out for anything untoward.As midnight approached, we all in turn began yawning, the wine and the tension had taken its toll and the best thing to do was to retire to our beds, it was obvious that anything they had planned certainly wouldn't be.