She stops my hand, stands up and turns slightly to the side. She wiggles out of her skirt and panties in such a way everything was hidden. She turns t... face me and I was surprised to see the smallest little cock I have ever seen. I would say barely over an inch long and 3/4 of an inch wide. Shaven and cut it is about half head and half shaft. Tight sack that barely bulged out and appeared to not have testicles. The area was darkened a bit more than her skin tone. For some reason this is. She certainly hadn’t acted like a virgin last night ... anything but, in fact.“If you were a virgin when I met you, you’re still a virgin now,” he said. She seemed to relax.“My sister is going to kill me,” she moaned.“Well you’ve learned your lesson now ... I hope,” he said.“All I ever had before was beer,” she said. “Beer doesn’t do that to me.”“I thought you just turned twenty-one,” he said.She looked up at him. “You’ve never been to college, have you.” It was a statement, rather than a. I then felt her start to grind her hips, and in a flash her bra was off. Now I know the 'no touching' rules of a strip club all too well, but I still reached out and grabbed both her tits. They felt as good as ever. Soft skin, but firm, and much more than a handful. She didn't stop me, and soon enough I was kissing her tits as well, down to her nipples, before taking one completely in my mouth. Her grinding got more forceful, and I could feel my cock getting harder. She then got up, stood back,. It didn’t help. I was looking forward to the evening. And to my birthday party. I was just sad that Melanie and Jennifer wouldn’t be there.The final bell finally rang. I flew to the bus. Fortunately, the ride home was normal. I ran into the house, tossed my books on the bed, and hopped in the shower. Once I finished, I grabbed my clothes from the closet. This dance wasn’t formal - it was a sock hop. I had borrowed a 50s suit and tie from Ralph. He had bought one for a similar dance at his.