There were still about twenty of us, but we no longer had a "class" that was together all day long. Brenda didn't feel responsible for inviting her wh...le home room and we had real friends that had forged a link at lunch this year. I think Brenda's parents were a little surprised that seven of the kids at the party were black. Still, aside from being surprised, they seemed to be fine with it and welcomed everyone the same as always.It also was apparent that there were more couples at the party.. Those seated at the greatest distance from The Great Man couldn’t always hear his jokes and comments, but took their cue from those who could, their laughter and ‘Your right, sir,’ lagging a few seconds after those near The Great Man. Robin was seated near Jemima and therefore at a great distance from The Great Man. He frequently failed to respond on cue since a lot of the time he wasn’t even trying to hear The Great Man’s patter. Rather he focused on Jemima, wondering how she coped with this. “She wanna do that before or after.”“After. She kinda followed me out of the store on a lunch break.” He sighed. “Eight? I think that’s about right.”“I’m counting three spent. There were twelve right?”“Yeah, remember, I may have tipped Liz--”Janice was red faced for how hard she was laughing. She pumped her fists into the air.“What?” Tamara snapped. Owen’s patience was also thinned out by then.“OK, so, figure out what you can do to Tamara and then we’re going to eat! I wanna see what you can. I flip through the channels again and finally I hear the door unlock. From the entryway I hear giggles and a slightly slurred "Shhhhhhh." Jen walks in with a pair of very sheer red lace panties in her hand. A huge smile spreads across my face because I know they are not Jen's panties-Jen doesn't wear panties anymore. Not since me.When Jen went out tonight she was on a mission. As a reward she told me she was going to bring a woman home with her for both of us to enjoy. "Hi Honey," she smiles..