Prude. Anyway, enjoy yourself, she’ll love you for the thrill.I pushed my way through the crowd, explaining what happened as I went. I grabbed Abby ...y the arm and dragged her behind me as I moved into the room with a real sense of urgency. I hated feeling drained; it caused me great anxiety now, almost like a panic attack.“I’m running on empty, Snowflake, I need you,” I growled at my love as I spun her around and yanked her shorts down.“Oh God, yes!” she hissed as she bent over and braced. My hands return to your sides. Following the dip of your waist and the soft rise of your hips, thumbs slip under the slender straps of your lace panties. Kissing the nape of your neck, my mouth journeys upon your shoulder. Tender butterfly kisses as I peel the lace from you, teasing them slowly beyond the intricate lace design of your black stocking tops."And what did you see?" I whisper between hot kisses."Hunger..." you gasp desperately. The word barely audible yet enough to make me growl.. “Umm… what are we doing?” he asked nervously. “Stuff,” I said, pushing him against the wall. I pushed myself against him pressing my lips to his. I reached up placing my hand around the back of his head. His lips and mine now squishing and smacking into one another. My tongue rolled over his, our saliva mixing together in our mouths. We stood there heads tilting and twisting while we made out, the furiousness growing with each kiss. His hands were frantically groping and exploring my body. She started taking deep breaths to calm her breathing down until she was able to talk. Our conversations continued like that up until my sixteenth birthday, that was the day that I would get the phone call that would change my teenage life. I had the phone by my side that night because at school Christy had pulled me aside and said she was calling that night and had something very important to tell me. I kept on questioning her every time I saw her and she wouldn’t relent on telling me to wait.