", Amy said. Amy was very pretty, she had long blonde hair, blue eyes, andwore a jean skirt that came up in the front like over-alls. "Well,see yo... at the dance, Mary." "Bye", Mary said. Wow...this dance was really a big deal... Maybe I'll meet aguy or something, this might not be right. But my minds made up andI already told two people I'd be there, she thought. She bought some panty hose at the drugstore, and went back tothe car. She drove home and picked up a pair of guys. ” I said.I’d expected them to unfasten their seat belts and move down the aisle so that I could get in but no, they just moved their knees to one side making it barely possible for me to almost climb over them to get to my seat. I’m sure that you’ve all been on charter airline planes that have so little leg room that you are constantly knocking your knees on the seat in front, well this was one of those planes and it was a time consuming challenge to get first one leg then the other passed the. Hell, I was starting to get hard just looking at myself. I turned around to check out my ass. It’s always been one of my best features. High, tight and totally smooth. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and took off. It was still kind of early so the bar wasn’t too crowded. The usual mix of people, a few of who might look okay at closing time but I was still keeping my standards high. Then I noticed a guy over in the corner. He was young, probably about 22. Short brown hair, chiseled. "Did he? Are you sure you asked him? And how old are you, Miss Dora?" Old enough," she said, squirming to get more comfortable and unbuttoning her long coat. I slipped my hand inside and found a lot of smooth girl skin and a small, soft breast. The hair between her legs was sparse and very fine."Are you old enough? And how old's your sister?" Oh, she's only fifteen," Dora said, squirming still closer. I thought of the ensign's sister in Cheltenham."Um, an' you are older." Of course. A lot..