Well time passed and she got older and one night I went out with some friends an to my surprise we ended up at the same night club she had asked where...her aunt was when I told her at home this evil little grin came on her face. The music was going and she asked if I would dance with her we started dancing and she got closer and closer. She started to grind her ass against me cock and it started to swell as I started thinking of all the little things I've seen. She turned to me and whispered. "Would it be alright if I used your bathroom?" Yeah if I can fuck you in it. "Sure." I get down the ladder and head to the back room, her trailing behind me. "Didn't see anything you liked?" "Oh I saw something I liked," she murmurs, her voice husky. And I don't know what the fuck to say. I wordlessly lead her to the bathroom and motion at the female door. She brushes past me, and my skin grows warm at her touch. "Thanks," she whispers, looking back at me from inside the toilet. Again, she. We both got out and made a quick dash to relieve ourselves, when we came out there was Big John standing beside our car. He was about 6' 8" or maybe a little taller, looked to weigh about 275 pounds of nothing but pure muscle. Katie went up to him, jumped in his arms and gave him a deep kiss, talk about the odd couple, this was it. Katie was only 4' 10" and him over 6' 8". We talked for a little while and after we gotcomfortable with each other he asked Katie if she had ever been inside of a. Oh sure, in the past I'd usedthe shower to masturbate in, wasting time and water. Something aboutthe warm jets of water soothing and arousing, but washing away my bodyhair? Doing so knowing that Mrs. Remington was waiting for me? Sufficeto say I took my time. It was a strange feeling, watching all thelittle hairs from my legs and chest wash themselves away down theplughole. A tad melancholy and yet also a promise of happy times yetto come. That was it though, there I was, a red blooded 19 year.