He chuckles at my actions."Yes, I am talking to you," he says."I ... I ... I would like a Rum Runner, please," I stammer, unable to hold his deep gaze... Penetrating eyes, I say!He turns the folds on his sleeves up another notch, showing off his muscled forearms before he gets busy making my drink. He slides it to me saying, "Here you go, beautiful."I blush and giggle like a silly schoolgirl and he once again chuckles."You don't seem used to compliments. Surely, you know you are beautiful and. ..is...awesome!" He beamed at her.She took a step back. What the hell was going on here?"It's...Cassandra, right?" Max (not Max?) asked.She looked hurt. "No...Angel!" Max knew who she was...they had never dated or anything, but they flirted off and on."No, Angel's blonde. Oh shit, did they do it to you, too?" Max got unsteadily to his feet and directed her to a shiny wall.Angel looked at her cheerleading rival Cassandra's face looking back at her from the reflective surface. It couldn't. I cried myself to sleep.The creaking of my bedroom door woke me up as I saw a shadowy figure enter. I quickly realized it was my grandfather. He got on his knees and rubbed my bare stomach. “It won’t won’t fit inside of you but I found something that will!” Suddenly, he whipped out an electric toothbrush. He turned it on and circled my small penis.“Ever since your balls have dropped, I’ve wanted you to nut inside of my mouth” he said with a thirsty grin. “But let’s make it fun, of course.”He. Jay stayed with the adults the whole time and involved himself in the conversation. At 18, he just wants to belong.A few hours passed and after dinner it slowly got darker and darker. Jay's mother brought candles to the table, as the only lightsource. I could just make out the outlines of the others. Suddenly I notice Jay tapping my chair with his foot under the table. Out of reflex I look over, but I can't see his face anymore. Again he taps my chair, exactly between my legs. Without thinking.