“You sure Mrs. Mitchell? I mean that’d be cool, but it ain close. I gotta get to Central High School in a hurry or Coach’ll be on my ass.” ...��It’s the least I can do sweetie! You’d better drive though because I’m a slowpoke. You’ll never get there in time if I drive.” She tossed him the keys to her Mercedes and smiled. She could feel his eyes on her ass as she walked towards the passenger side. Buck hesitated for a moment, then shrugged and hustled to the car. As Buck hit the ignition. "Should we check on them?" he offered at one point."Please," I said. I was tired of maintaining this charade. I led him tothe cabin I shared with Stacy and knocked on the door. No answer, nonoise. I keyed in."Hey, they're gone," I said.He'd followed me in."So, you planning on getting some rest now?" Uh huh."Muscles got way too close for comfort. He smelled of Old Spice and sweatand margaritas at this point."Listen - I know this is a little forward, but..." No," I said."Okay, okay. I tried. I'll. ”“What’s that?”“It’s a ball where everybody wears a costume and a mask. They have judges who watch everybody and pick out the ten best dancers and ten best costumes. Then they choose the best couple in each group and they have to unmask. It would be fun.”“I’ll do it if you’ll take me, Mikey. That’s the sort of thing I’ve only dreamed about.”She squirmed up closer to me, bumped faces again, then tried a couple of times until she got her head in the position she wanted. She grabbed me behind the. After finishing the smoke, I leaned over and started playing with your breast, my fingertips moving lightly over your soft, silky flesh until your eyelids started to flutter. You moaned and a big, satisfied smile covered your face as your eyes moved to see my fingers spread out on your breast and then up to my face. I let you see my smile for a second before bringing you back to the reality of your fantasies. My finger and thumb found your thick nipple and rolled it into a long, rubbery, pink.