Her hair were of great cascading waves of silky gold. Her movements were gentle and cautious, the way a princess would move. But her eyes, those seagr...en-blue eyes held a childish mischief that could excite any man who looked upon them. Even as children Henry knew. He knew that she was the girl for him. For eleven years they’ve been great friends and finally on her 18th birthday he has decided. He would finally tell her of his feelings at the night of her birthday ball. That night was perfect. I smile softly, blushing, as i look down towards the ground. Then the bell goes off and the carousel begins to turn, and the bags begin to flow onto the revolving belt. You put the leash into my mouth, making me hold it for You. You pull Your first bag off the belt...and have me hold it as You wait for the other bag. You look back at me, and smile, noticing my humiliation...and everyone snickering, laughing and staring at me, making me so uncomfortable.As the second bag comes off the belt...You. You live in a small two bedroom apartment with your parents and older sister who you've had to share a room with since you were born. Your parents both work very low paying jobs and your sister has become the best source of income since she took that modeling job for Victoria Secret. You start to think about some of the friends your sister has introduced you to from her job. Just thinking about all those large breasted women with the tightest bodies any college boy has ever seen starts to make. "Yo, go easy man!" I'mfh fine," you sputter back, returning blearily to the dance floor. A petite girl you don't know begins grinding her ass over your very erect penis - you sway with her, your hands running up and down her sides, just grazing her firm breasts as you move.The song ends and the girl drunkenly kisses you while squeezing your crotch once before heading off to grind on some other guy. The world is weirdly getting very fast as you dance around, sometimes with someone, sometimes.