This was the plan, to hide away while Sara parties two stories above.The bride and grooms limousine pulled up to the front doors of the hotel and ever...one waited until the doormen were correctly positioned then they opened the door to the back of the limousine and cameras began to flash as Sara and George exited the car. Her white gown took a minute or two to get out of the car then in her husbands arm they walked through the front doors. There was a pompous looking doorman standing just inside. I wanted to wake up with him next to me. At the same time, I'm scared because I've never let any man get that close to me. My emotions about him are so graphically sexual. I'm afraid the reality won't match up to my dream. I don't know if I want the reality. I'm not sure I even want the dream."Sandy said, "Come sit beside us, Chastity. We need to talk. Jack will hold you." She sat next to me on the sofa. I put my arm around her holding her close gently. She snuggled into my side. Sandy waited a. Pam’s tennis court flash sans underwear robbed me of any concentration I needed to effectively compete against her. I found myself trying to recoup as we settled into the front seat of her two-seated red sports car. Not much needed to be said as Pam rested her hand on my thigh. “You know you want it,” Pam teased, as she moved her hand up my thigh and felt the bulge in my tennis shorts. “Oh wow!” Pam exclaimed, feeling my erection. I had to stop her. “I will do things to you, and with you,. ’ It was just after Christmas Break of my senior year of high school when I had finally fallen in love with someone – a tall, glamorous beauty with a silky voice, eyes as deep as the oceans, and skin as white as virgin snow: Claire Mangelson. Suddenly, I realized that, for the first time in my life, I would need to buy a present for a girl who was not a blood relative I had known for years. The scary thing was that I had no idea what to get for Claire, and only one week to try to find.