” With those words, he hung up the phone. This sucked a ton of shit. Here was a big dance at my school, all my friends and their boyfriends were goi...g to be there and my boyfriend refused to go. Life is just not fair. A few minutes later, I sent him a text message that read, “if you’re not going to take me to the dance, I’ll go by myself.” He didn’t reply. The next day, my parents gave me money to buy my dress. I was determined to get the hottest, sexiest dress I could find. After trying on. It was another of those enigmatic gifts from Aunt Patty. Sandra had loved it and had worn it to death. Our Dad had taken one look and said, “My God! You’re covered with patches.” The name stuck. For as long as the apron lasted so did the name. I had called her that long after the apron was gone but it had been several years now since I last called her Patches. It just made her cry more. I sought her lips with mine and kissed her fondly. “Well, I see that the little letch isn’t dead yet,” said. She whispered into Michelle’s ear, “Brian told me to make it extra nice for you…”Leilani’s fingers expertly pulled the Michelle’s thong to one side, exposing it to the air. Quick as a flash, Leilani’s long fingers were stroking up and down Michelle’s exposed lips, gentle caresses designed to tease rather than satisfy. Her lips were on Michelle’s neck, and her tongued described dainty patterns on Michelle’s neck, teasing her and sending her temperature soaring. Red fingernails flicked at. This was unbearable for both of us and while dropping her she asked me to come early tomorrow. The next morning I went and called her to come down and before we could start I asked her if she would like to have coffee at my place and asked her to ride the scooter while I enjoyed my time from behind.As soon as we entered my house I gave her a house tour and we started talking in general. I said I am sorry about what happened yesterday. She interrupted me before I could finish and said, “I know.