"As Kathy stood up and turned towards the door, Derrick gazed at her jean shorts that grabbed her buns tightly. Letting out a little sign he thought t...at if given the chance, he would fuck her brains out, but knew her act was just that, and act. She never would actually let things get further than a little teasing, but still, fucking her was one of his favorite fantasies.As Kathy disappeared into the house he looked over a Megan, who looked stunning in her pink bikini, and realized she looked. I wondered what was keeping her away from me. I hated her job and the filthy women that she worked around while in that facility. I did not understand why anyone would ever chose to work around murders, thieves and prostitutes their entire lives; but that was my Jay, always thinking that somehow she alone could change the world. I took a glance at myself in the mirror and pulled back my curls. Everything had to be perfect for whenever my sexy did find her way home. I already had her favorite. He surveyed his surroundings, watching as people danced on the 70s-style checkerboard dance floor. People were drinking and laughing with friends while they talked about fun times. At first, Mark couldn’t see his girlfriend anywhere. As he looked around some more, he caught a glimpse of her light-brown hair from behind. It was different, more curly, but he knew she was getting her hair done, so it made sense. He circled around from a distance, and the moment he saw her face, he knew it was her.. Well, I heard his laugh. A deep chuckle, but slightly muffled. When the bald little man in front of me stepped to the side and waved me past, I could see him sitting behind a dark wood table, his face in his hands. His laugh had quieted, but his shoulders were still shaking. Looking around the room, I was sure that my jeans and layered t-shirts were way too under-dressed for this. While his left hand fell into his lap, his right hand moved back through his hair, messing it up just enough to not.