"Ah, an odd number." I thought, "I can drop out without causing a problem."One of them asked me to dance. I love to dance. Always have. And so I found...myself on the dance floor with a cute and amusing guy who wasn't a very good dancer. When we came back there was another set of drinks at our place.From down the table, I heard Betty's voice. "Jackie's the good dancer in our group."I glanced down and saw a tall man with graying blond hair lean forward and look in my direction. I paid no further. I was shocked that he was still living at home at 25, but I guess he just couldn’t move away or something. “You look older” he said, “How old are you now?” “19” I said, smiling and walking into his room. “So we can legally have sex now” I said, thinking back to the time that I wanted to have sex with him in year 8. “Yep” he said, obviously curious. “So do you want to?” I asked. “Huh” he said, “Want to what?” “Have sex” I said, stepping closer to him. He hesitated, “Oh, I don’t know” he. As I said, I wasn't into hitting on girls much, but I had trouble NOT lusting for Vicky's great big titties. She tended to wear t-shirts and a bra, but they were probably DD with huge nipples that the bra didn't do much to hide under a tight t-shirt. Damn, I wanted to play with those titties and suck those nipples! It really wasn't that big of a deal, as I was getting laid pretty much anytime I wanted to - waitresses, girls who came into the club, girls who had friends in the band, and it. I have a vague memory of Becky’s hands scratching across my chest as she struggled to remove my shirt, and I definitely recall almost getting my feet tangles in my trousers and plunging down the staircase head-first, but all I can tell you for sure is that we ended up in the bedroom, completely naked, kissing passionately, our hands exploring the others’ body. Finally getting me where she wanted me, Becky took a step backward and grinned at me. “Ready for the ride of your life?” she asked with.