She loved men too much.After another 20 minutes, Jill was piss drunk. We should have tried to slow her down, but she kept ordering more and more drink... and soon we all lost count of her total. Now she was completely shit faced. To get her away from more drinks, we had to take her back out to the dance floor.As we started dancing, Jill was really going at it. I was amazed at how sensual she was moving, almost like a stripper as she undulated her hips and wiggled her breasts to the music. We. I told her not to be silly, but then wanted to try it on but didn't know why. This is the story of what could have happened had I accepted her offer.All the characters names remain unchanged except the main character of me (Stephen). I really don't like to use that name anymore.Chapter 1Joanne and I we're playing in her room. There wasn't much to do outside, and it wasn't the nicest of days to do anything anyway. We we're busy using her toy typewriter busy putting together a comic we'd been. I never used to go up there. My parents always suggested that it was not where good girls should be seen. But I've been going along every week since I lost my virginity to that boy I told you about. I just tell them that I like singing and that there is no harm in it. But the real reason I've been going is to see that boy. I suppose I really wanted to see him again, my whole body used to ache sometimes. I'd rub myself two and three times a day. But I didn't want to go out on a proper date with. I mean after the show I had just been given what man wouldn't? 'Ohh someone is feeling very aroused - I see I have your attention now don't I?' Her hands undid my trousers and slid inside. 'Mmmm it feels better than I ever imagined and much bigger too, stand up and get your kit off babe.' I did as I was told, I stood up and firstly I took my top off, then off came the shoes and socks. As I pulled my trousers and underwear down, she slid of the sofa and fell to her knees in front of me. As I.