I was on top of her and we were kissing for a while. Then we stopped and she sat up and unzipped her dress, then i got to see her lovely pert breasts... they were small but had perfect nipples. Now she was just wearing a black thong. She began taking my T shirt off, and then quickly unzipped my jeans. Now I couldnt wait any longer and pulled her thong off, she moved her legs up and so i could take the off round her anckles. I now saw her lovely pussy, she had a nice triangle of bush neatly. I was VERY casually leaning on a chair at the end of the room, with one leg crossed over the other and resting on its toes. I like to think that my stance looked the scariest.For the ankle-tapping technique to work (it's actually more of a push than a tap, but "ankle-tapping" sounds much cooler than "ankle-pushing"), my opponent has to be running, so I said, "You really are a stupid, stupid boy, aren't you?"Don is, I would guess, 23 or 24. Being called a "boy" by a boy would be inflammatory all. She looked around to see if anyone was listing. It was just the two of them here, she did this for theatrics. A flair for drama this one. “I heard they sacrificed him,” she whispered.He would have laughed this off until he remembered he had not seen Jason in days. He stopped eating and gave her his full attention. “Alright, why are you here?” “Just wanted to talk. Seen you around, decided to finally say hi.”He gave the girl a closer look. She was young, probably one of the pledges. Black hair. Umm give me a minute." Bruce rushed to the bathroom.He hated having to take off the makeup and clothes but he couldn't risk being discovered. Besides, now he could do it all over again. As they got in the car he began asking about details."I don't fucking know," she said. "I have his address, it's his apartment. He wouldn't give that and his phone out unless he was for real."As they drove they discussed ground rules. Bruce trying to keep her grounded in her heightened state of arousal. Condoms.