My heart hammered in my chest with excitement. I had to divert a couple of people with silent commands to use the stairs instead, but it was no proble.... When we got to the row of doors we were alone. I pressed the button to call the elevator down. “So does this guy throw good parties?” “Yeah, not too bad,” I told her. “He doesn’t invite a lot of people so it’s never too crowded or noisy.” “Sounds awesome, I don’t like big crowds.” “I know.” She gave me a little look at that, but let it pass.. Jamie was Tiffany's new best friend forever or "BFF" as she called her. Jamie was a year older than her and the source of most of my problems with Tiffany. Jamie dressed like a whore and flirted with just about any guy, to include myself. She was undeniably sexy, standing about five foot three, with a slender frame, short black hair, boobs that could not be ignored and a cute ass. Part of me didn't want her around, but there was the male part of me that always seemed to win out whenever she was. “What naughty idea do you have, and I know it has to be a bit nasty,” she replied as I turned into the parking lot of one of the malls, slowly driving past the still open fast food joints.“Well, I am still horny, and I’ve only shot one load into you this evening, so, my dirty mind says we should get a beverage like you mentioned earlier,” I began, then Cheryl interrupted.“And, you want me to lean over in your lap and give you a blow job as we pull up to the window,” she added quickly.“And, if. She began to make small talk and ramble on about how she felt and was I okay. All of the sudden she burst into tears with her head in her hands begging me not tell anyone about what happened. I went and knelt by her chair putting my arm around her to comfort her. She was surprised I wasn't as upset as she was. I told her that yes; it did seem strange when I thought about it too much, but that I get really hot at the same time. We were face to face, she looked into my eye's saying,"I get so.