In his head, he goes through all the possible reasons why Jenny wouldn't want to go to prom with her best friend. Well, his sister is obviously bisexu...l, that much he knows but maybe she doesn't want to admit that. To herself or to the public, it would be a big step, that's for sure …Jenny rips his thoughts apart, "No, you don't see!" she screams, "I don't even know if she's been serious about it."Steve raises his eyebrows."Well, she asked me casually. You know how she is. Maybe she only. Can w...we get this one?" he said.Mrs. Foster released her hold then smoothed out the brassiere cups andlooked him over just as the sales lady returned. "Yes dear, you can havethat one if you like. It is pretty isn't it?" she said then added to thesales lady, "We'll need some more lingerie and hosiery as well and weshould look at getting a few new dresses today too, would that bealright?" Mrs. Foster said as she looked Dale over. The sales ladysmiled as she began fitting Dale once again for. What a shocking, but oddly, incredibly wonderful feeling. I knew there was no stopping now, and I didn’t want too!Rubbing my shoulders, he moved forward and back, dragging his balls and cock against my lower back and underwear covered ass. When he began to pull and slide them down, I actually lifted my hips to make it easier. The whole thing was just so sensual, so erotic, so exciting. He layed back down next to me and rolled me gently onto my back. I put my arm over my eyes, partially to block. .. for a few of my very special friends.”Dave’s face had then crinkled up in that strange giggle-chuckle he usually reserved for finding an unusual or obscure problem with the system. “I’m only inviting single people your age or younger,” he had promised. His hands waved across the air in front of them as if displaying a sign while he said exuberantly, “Free booze... free food... good music... good times.” His excitement was obviously growing as he spoke.He leaned in close to Matt and said,.