Nice 32C breasts, which were perfect for her body. She's more reserved than Sharon, but when you get her in bed, well, she's quite the vixen.So anyway... like I was saying, we had all just come back from our regular Saturday night out- this night it was the movies for, of course, a lousy movie chosen by the girls. We came back to my house after the show to hand out. The girls were in the living room, chatting about who-cares-what. Us guys were in the basement, drinking beers, smoking some grass. Away from all the bullshit and drama of parents and college. He looked at his new abode... it would need a lot of work. But it was his. “Not yet,” he muttered to his own thoughts. He needed to christen the place. Make his mark. He slipped his hand over his jeans and rubbed. He was already half hard. He smiled as he stroked his length through the fabric. Pausing to take something out of his pocket…. his wallet and , from that, a condom. At the sight of it, he felt his dick grow fully hard.. He was too much of a temptation. We were saying our goodbyes and he gave me the coat check ticket for my jacket and maybe we took just a little too long because when I looked up, Rashaan (Okay, okay, I wasn’t paying attention when he told me his name) was on the other side of the dance floor dancing with someone else. Blake decided to take advantage of the situation and scooped me up in his arms and started dancing with me. I can’t front, he looked so damned sexy. I was crazy about the way. "One more thing, Pete." Uh-oh."You have to meet my dad first." Sure ... when I pick you up on prom night." No, before that." He wants to meet you now ... or like he said well before prom."I had thought, already, about how hard it would be to face this creep when I picked up Katie for the Prom, but this was unexpected. I didn't know if I could get through repeated exposures to him."Can we go to a movie Sunday afternoon?" I suppose" Is that a yes? I know you probably don't really want to go with.