.i looked him him up and down and said "clearly you do, that's a great outfit you're wearing" bloody hell, I was flirting with a guy! I'd never done a...ything like that in the past, and I was stone cold sober.as the shop was quiet, we chatted (flirted) for a few more minutes, and he suggested we should meet for a drink or dinner. He wrote his phone number down for me, and a message that said "call me anytime"i left the the shop and felt strangely excited at the thought of actually having a date. I walked into the kitchen feeling quite proud of myself having pleased all those I had been playing with and the night was not over yet, I poured myself a drink and walked towards the living room.I leaned against the wall admiring all the great bodies in action, when I noticed the hostess being fucked from behind, I then got a shock as the guy who was fucking her was actually her brother, and she had her mouth buried in her sister-in-laws pussy, I began wanking slowly as I watched them thinking. We went downstairs and left the house the way we had come in, they nowdressed normally, me wearing my lemon dress, white padded bra, garterbelt and stockings and black leather dance shoes. I couldn't helpthinking that although I looked like a twelve year old girl, I feltmuch older as I had just been fucked and had sex for the first time andthen suddenly realised how am I thinking like this - I'm a man!We got into the car and Mistress drove me to the park where I had leftmy car, what seemed like. About noon time I got a call from my date for the evening and she sounded like hell. She told me she was not going to be able to go to the prom because she had stomach flu and had not been far from the bathroom all day. I felt like throwing up until my Mom saved the day."Look," she said, "Why can't I go as your date. I don't look too old do I?"Actually, she looked like she was in her mid-twenties and she had a very foxy figure. I looked at her like she was crazy."Tommy," she said seeing the.