I was a real dork in high school plus I was really shy. Once I turned 16 I really wanted a boyfriend but it was tough because I attended an all girls ...igh school. My friends and I hung out with guys that lived in our neighborhood. It was great. We would get together on the weekends and play pool or do stuff as a group. There was one guy that really caught my eye and he knew it. I eventually got the nerve to ask him out and it happened to be to my senior prom.Don't get me wrong--I had a few. Then I started comforting her with nice words and she had slight tears.I did not want to use her for sex directly with her bad mood and shattered heart. I wanted it to happen to lots of lust and love and wildness. I calmed her down with sweet words and offered her juice to drink and started flirting with her telling she is looking great and how come a guy leave here, she started to smile and she started getting comfortable, she said she never knew I talk so much and complimented saying I look. We talked….we dreamed….I went down on her…she went down on me…we made love numerous times….slowly the sun went down…we went from afternoon to evening….and were totally unaware of the hours that passed by, being consumed by each other. She got up to go to the bathroom, when she came back I pulled her into my lap and began to caress her breasts. She laid her head back and I began to kiss and suck on her neck and caress her earlobe with my lips and tongue. With one hand on her breast, I slipped. Her light green hair is just as pristine as her robe, parted in the center and falling with grace down either shoulder. Her ornate headdress is absolutely beautiful.Compared to her, you feel underdressed. You’re simply wearing your lightweight mercenary armor. Your shoulder length blue hair is a bit messy, as is typical of a traveling mercenary. And, even though her hips may put yours to shame, you don’t mind saying that your ass is rather nice and cushiony. And, where breasts are concerned,.