" What are you talking about?" There was... how can I explain it?" I took a moment to compose mythoughts. "That person that I was when I was around th...t guy? I don'twant to be that person. I don't want to like boys like that. I don'twant to not be me."She laughed."Jean, I'm serious. I need to get home and I don't know if I can trustmyself to see a boy along the way and not turn into that bimbo again.Oh my god, if I had fucked that guy? I don't think I'd ever want to goback." Are you sure your. I asked her, “How could you tell”? She smiled and said your dick never got soft last night until you went to sleep.My future wife asked me if I really had fun. I told her I got to see her get her pussy rubbed on the dance floor while I had my fingers deep in yellow dress’s pussy. She asked me if I made yellow dress cum. I told her yes. This made her start to fuck me harder. I told her how when she came, she went limp in my arms. I had to holder her up with one hand on her ass and one hand. She could see I kept looking at her face trying to get eye contact again but she just kept glancing away until, she moved my hands off her boobs and placed them beside my legs. She'd now made eye contact with me and lowered her face towards mine, I thought this was it that she was going to kiss me, but as her lips neared mine she turned her face away and started moving upwards, her tits soon in my face and she ran her hard nipples across my lips, my mind was blown not knowing what more to. "Shit dude...we need to do something awesome." I said, stumbling over my words and the living room furniture. "I dunno man but it better be fucking good." Jake said. We got into the car and drove to my moms home. "Mom..were drunk and don't know what to do." I said. "Umm honey getting drunk is bad and illegal at you boys' age. I think you should go back home and don't do anything stupid. By the way, here's your Christmas present." She gave me 100 bucks. "Thanks." I said. We stumbled out of the.