Tonight was a different matter. Her friend, who attended classes at the local university, had set her up on a date with one of the guys she went to cl...ss with. She had met him before and had even talked to him a bit on the occasions she had come to pick her friend up after class, so it wasn’t exactly a blind date. She was still nervous about the whole thing though. He was a handsome guy, at least to her, and his voice was something that made her shiver in a delightful way. She had rather. Aliva released the snap and the zipper came down quickly. I pulled away for a second and pulled my jeans down and off leaving me just in my boxer shorts. Alivia followed suit except she pulled her underwear off at the same time exposing her delightful little pussy. She wasn't completely shaven but she had a nice small cut curly patch of pubic hair. "Take off your boxers." Aliva purred. I was hesitant to take off my boxers with my brother on the other side of the bed. I know it was silly. In Cara-speak, that translates to: ‘No one here will pay attention to me…will you?’ All the frustration and aggravation I felt during our relationship boiled out of me and into a scathing reply, telling her that I didn’t believe that she held me in such a high regard, and that she was one of the worst things I had ever suffered. Having said my peace to the presumptuous brat, I felt very good and very ready to party. I hopped on my ancient Honda motorcycle and made haste to Joe’s parents’ house.. There was a card on the ribbon:"To Tandra, for being my friend and helping to save my life... Love, Patrick."Tandra stammered out something about how I shouldn't have done anything like that, but I guided her hand toward the bow. She smiled at me, realizing there was no point in arguing with me, and started to open the package. The ordinary cardboard box underneath told her nothing about the contents of the present. She had to open it further. I watched in anticipation, hoping she would be.