I was a little embarrassed but Brandon didn't pay any mind to it and asked me did I want to take a shower. I said yes because I didn't want to walk ou... of there smelling like sex. I waited half naked in the hallway as brandon rushed Tay out of the shower. I was 16 and a little nervous about going to meet brand especially since my parents were strict. Since it was already dark out side, Brandon didn't want me to get in trouble so he tried to get me washed of, dressed and home as soon as. He turned, saw me, and walked over. "Sir? What can I do for you?" he asked attentively."Rick," I began, "you seem like a nice guy. Can I trust you with an important job?"He hesitated a second before cheerfully responding. "Of course, sir! What can I do for you?" he said, repeating his earlier question.I lowered my voice conspiratorially. "Well, it's kind of complicated. You've had your share of girlfriends, I'm sure, haven't you, Rick?" Yes... yes I have, sir." So, then, you're not a... uh... a. While not as statuesque as Jasmin, she had a grace to her movements, as if constantly dancing through life, and a more supple and lithe body. When not playing the violin, she stayed in shape with yoga and hikes. She had gone to the same high school and junior high as Andy, and had always been there for him. She was like a sister to him. Next to her sat her current boyfriend, David, that she had met in college. He seemed perfect for her, a fellow music major that played the piano, and genuinely. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra because I could see her nipples pushing against the fabric of her dress. I also knew she was wearing little panties because the outline was showing through her dress when she squatted down.'Very appropriate.' I thought. 'The clothes will be easy to remove when the time came.'I was wearing a light earth shaded, plain, sleeveless dress that buttoned all the way up the front like a house dress except it had a short flared skirt that came to half way down my leg to.