"I'm dangerous." Yes," Vickie moaned and rushed after."Sluts love a bad boy, Sire," purred Mary, snagging Vickie and pulling her close. "Even a virgin...slut."Vickie blushed. Damien's cock throbbed harder."Where are we going?" Vickie asked when they reached Damien's SUV."Chicago." We're partying tonight," Mary laughed. "You and Rosa. Mmm, we're feasting." You'll love it," Britney added as she scooted into the back seat. She pulled Vickie in after her. Mary slid in, leaving Damien by himself up. We usually fought the whole way back to his place or mine. But if we made it to the bed in one piece, I couldn’t resist him. ‘Please Iz. I don’t have it in me to fight with you tonight.’ And so I didn’t. There was no point really. I would have gone with him no matter what. ‘Your room or mine.’ I laughed. I stood up and pulled him up too. The trouble with destination weddings was the need for massive amounts of hotel rooms. ‘I couldn’t care less.’ He added, kissing me hard. I was surprised.. I blushed my first compliment as a girl. This was turning into a greater day than even I could have dreamed.I thanked him and asked him what I could do to repay him. He smiled, grabbed me by the waist and said, "Its time you went back upstairs." With that no more words were spoken. I ran up the stairs and he persued. Into my bedroom and he grabbed me. An embrace at first and then a kiss straight on my painted lips. I shivered with excitement. I felt his tongue press against my lips and I opened. Bob hadn't told me how that hurt showed selfishness on my part in trying to put my goals before his, as my mother does. He hadn't explained that I was misunderstanding the real situation, as my father and older brother often do. He certainly hadn't enjoyed my pain as my brother Dave does. (Dave is the younger of my brothers, but is older than me.) Bob had been anguished. I hadn't thought that good enough, I had tried to lock him out of my life, my caring. I had failed to do so.The other side of.