My mother turned back to Julia. “Okay, you have my number in case of an emergency?” she asked. “Yes, but don’t worry. I’m sure Steve and I w...ll be fine. You two go and have fun!” she told my mother.My mother walked over to me, give me a huge hug which made me feel uncomfortable in front of Julia. “You be a good son alright. I’ll phone you when we get there!” She left with my father as they got in the taxi and rode away, as I stood on the doorstep with Julia and waved my hand goodbye.We went. Got a boyfriend, Kim?" Well, I sure did. I was the class president at St. Steven's Junior High, but I had to leave all my friends and I am not looking forward to starting over. I don't know anyone here. And I don't have a boyfriend here... yet." You know me, and I'll introduce you to the right people here. My best friend is class president -- two years in a row now. The most popular boy in school hangs with us as well as the most popular girls. There is one now, that redhead sitting there. I'm not someone who throws up easily so we agreed that whatever the eventual outcome we would at least have fun trying.So we arrived at the hotel, we went into the hotel room and had a look round to see where the best place to do this was. I wanted to be sitting down on the floor with Michael standing over me giving the perfect angle for him to thrust his cock hard and deep into my throat. The room was such a shape that there was a lovely v shape near the door that I could sit and steady myself. I look up, into his eyes and he jerks his hand down, tearing my shirt right down the middle. Someone grabs the back of it and pulls hard. My shirt is now hanging down around my bound hands and I'm standing there naked from the waist up. I look down, seeing my nipples pebble from the cold night air. Again I look up into his eyes. He's looking at my naked breasts, his mouth open, his tongue slipping out to lick his lips. Glancing from one hard, tight nipple to the other, he has a look in his eyes.