He was probably still at football practice, and I was certain that my parents weren't home. I went into me and my older brother's shared bathroom and ...ooked at myself in the mirror. A smile crept across my face. I was so excited for what was about to happen. I took off my shoes and my pants. I was then standing in my mandatory school uniform shirt and my gym shorts that I was wearing under my pants. I saw the outline of my dick and began to rub it. "I'll leave that to Jason." I thought. I. "I guess they don't hear too good." "Just one night, then?" Tim had asked. "Both of you?" "He doesn't understand," Paul had said. "What I understand is that I can't skip an important rehearsal for the slim chance of a single night of passion." "No," Walter had agreed with Paul, "he doesn't." But, Tim felt, he had understood. Enough to be intimidated by Carolyn's invitation. Enough to regret constantly that he had lacked the courage to discover for himself what she'd had in mind. As now, as he. The tortuous journey through to adulthood now accomplished, and independence achieved, indulgence in a preferred lifestyle beckoned.Hannah glanced at her slender figure in the mirror with some satisfaction as she finished waxing her long legs. She eyed the red stilettos in the corner of the room and smiled as she thought of how they'd compliment her legs later in the evening. The hot sun beat through the open window and the net curtain billowed in the gentle breeze as Hannah prettied up her. We arrived at our destination, the name of which I would rather not mention, to find it hopping with drunken horny men giving dollars to barely clad women. Once in side I hurriedly approached a likely looking fellow. In my hast to experience more of the decadence of the previous evening I neglected to take into account all men aren't created equal and this man turned out to be rude, crude and worse in bed than I if that's at all possible. And he seemed so nice after meeting Nicole and hearing.