" His bantering with them and his nice smile as well as his apparent sincere compliments caused a few to moisten their panties.For the meal, seating w...s assigned. He noticed that his table partners were all from his original gang. Most of his male friends were there were with their current girlfriends or wives. To even out the boy girl seating arrangement, the younger sister of a girl that was in his high school graduating class was sitting next to him.Eileen was her name. She was about five. We both stared at each other, the romantic moment passing by, now replaced with impatience and annoyance. Nothing. Fuck it, I thought. We kissed anyways, in a big embrace: our lips locking, our tongues in each other's mouths. I could taste the mint breath mint in her mouth and smell her wonderfully-fragrant perfume, it smelled like flowers. Our hands explored each other's bodies over our clothes. Then we decided to finish this inside, so I opened the door and we stepped in.And boom! We almost. Fortunately for me, I had scored a single and had all the privacy I could want. Tossing my bag on the floor and setting my keys on the desk, I proceeded to change into my running gear. Off came the oversized sweatshirt, the skinny jeans, and the low-top Converse. Soon I found myself standing before my mirror, studying my body.I was definitely a late bloomer; always rail-thin, more boyish than feminine. Over the past few months, I had noticed soft curves had begun to appear along my hips. My. I explained about the party and that I was on my way home."Lots of girls there then?, bet you had some fun eh?, you get off with anybody?" she said quizzing me."Errrr no but it was a good party" So . . . you got a girlfriend yet?" she persisted.I was starting to feel distinctly uncomfortable at the this line of questioning and If this was how the conversation was going I was going to be glad when we reached Wendy's house, I know it was along this street somewhere but I was not quite sure.