Then Yvette pushed my hands down onto the couch to give me the signal that no touching was allowed.The music started in the other room and she started...moving in front of me. She unbuttoned the flimsy black top she was wearing and revealed her breasts-- of course, I had just seen them on stage a few minutes before. Yes, maybe they were a little bigger and droopier than they had been when she first started. We should all have such problems; they were gorgeously round and dangling, and soon she. I could hear the voices of Buck and McCarver coming from the television. Dad was still watching the game.When I went in to tell him goodnight, I could see that he must have had a hard day. His bottle of beer was only a third of the way down on the table next to him. His eyes were closed and his lips were slightly parted. I smiled at him with love along with a mixed feeling in my heart of pity and sympathy.By the time I had turned to go back upstairs to bed, I had made my decision. I was going. Rumors started to circulate around school that I was a slut. Some of my girlfriends no longer talked to me. I really wondered if they were jealous, or because I gave their boyfriends blowjobs at Gail's party. The thing was, while my friends were fucking those guys, I still hadn't screwed anyone. It just seemed so ironic and hypocritical.That all changed after New Years. January began with a huge winter storm. They called it a hundred year blizzard. It arrived on a Thursday night. Friday,. Hey, no PDA rules, here! She was breathing a bit heavily when I released her."Buster, I will make you pay for that. Now, go get us girls some drinks." Yes, ma'am!"She rolled her eyes but of one the girls laughed when I went to get the drinks. Soda for Marie and a cooler for her friend.When I came back the girls were not there. I looked around and could not see them. Suddenly I heard a muffled but familiar voice."Let us go, you bastards..."I put the drinks onto the nearby table and followed the.