It was a busy bar full of revellers with barely room to stand. Sam went in and found a place upstairs to watch Sam and her friends drinking. Sam notic...d a odd pervy type hanging around near Libby despite her obvious disdain for the guy. A little later Sam noticed the guy was slipping something into Libby’s drink. He rushed over to confront the creep while he had pooped to the toilet. Sam told him he had seen what he was up to and unless he left immediately police would be called, the low life. So, I decided to get something cool. I went to the Izod store.How do I put this nicely?"Jeff, you're not cool like other guys. No matter how you dress, nobody's ever going to mistake you for a hip, cool dude."You're cool like Jeff. Nobody else is like Jeff. You know who you are and what's important and you're fine with that. That is cool."Other guys see a standard of what's hot now, in terms of clothes, music, language, whatever, and they conform skillfully. They're seen as cool. And in that. I knew she would be over and that I had enough on her to press for some pleasure and excitement.I took my time to make her sweat. I knew her parents weren't due back for another 2 and a half hours so I had plenty time when I did get home. As soon as I came around the corner, she rose and made her way between our properties and to the backyard. I put my bike in the garage and walked through to the kitchen and looked out the door. Sure enough, there she was.I opened the door and ushered her in. He just heard a gasp and looked up. A girl stood in his door way. She had long blonde hair and hazel eyes. Her body as slim, with nice round breasts and a juicy ass. She was wearing a long white t-shirt that did little to hide her hard nipples. This was Brianna, his thirteen-year-old little sister. You should learn to knock, he said, covering up. Youre sick, Alan. I cant believe you were jacking off. Fuck you. She rolled her eyes. Dont make promises that you cant handle. He licked his lips. The.