She found herself relaxing enjoying?the sudden gentleness of his touch, as he slipped his arm around her to take one tit in each hand, working his way...gently from the fullness of the breast to take each nipple between thumb and forefinger,?"sir thinks slut?is enjoying sir's?touch now" he whispered in her ear, "yes sir, thank you sir" she whispered back now totally relaxed. "Good girl" he said gently, leaving her to believe he had done his worst, and she had pleased him, "these will become two. Your beautiful Paula” Danny stammered a bit as I came down to him as he put the corsage on my wrist.“Thank you, Danny, you look handsome yourself.” He was wearing a sharp black suit with a red tie. Smiling with a bit of a blush as mom had to get a few pictures of us.Finally, we got away from her and I was surprised to see waiting out front a limo and the driver opening the back door for us. Thinking to him, not wanting the driver to hear. Danny smiled and took my arm as we drove to the dinner. They talked to each other every night on the phone. He always made her laugh, he was so funny. But he could get serious too, and told her how he felt about his parents and his relationship with them, and what he wanted to do after high school. He was the most sensitive guy she'd ever known, certainly a contrast to her last boyfriend.He wished they went to the same school, or at least lived close enough where he could bike over to see her. As it was it took fifteen minutes by car to her house. “Are you on the edge now, Lauren?”“God yes. I want you to touch me so bad.”“Where? Show me.”Jason handed her the reins. He was no longer in charge.Lauren smiled through the building desire. “May I take off the blindfold?”“Not quite yet. I want you to show me where you want me to touch you.” It was his last small act of being the lead for the night. And he knew it.Lauren let her hands fall from her breasts to her hips; her hips that writhed with more emphasis in every roll.She bent forward, her.