Joe pretended to be watching the television above the bar. Penis size was not a subject he wanted to get into. Somehow he knew what question was com...ng.Katy turned to him, smiled her winning smile and asked him in her most captivating voice“How big is yours Joe?”He blushed scarlet because he knew at that instant all the girls were imagining him naked, imagining his penis. He blushed because he blushed easily and it gave away how embarrassed he was. Katy smiled; she liked that; people who. Then it happened.The backs of our hands touched as we walked along. Once. Twice. The third time they seemed to stick together and we walked with just the backs of our hands touching for nearly two blocks.And we didn’t say a word.I’m not even sure I breathed in that whole time.A sixteen-year-old boy can transfer every nerve ending in his body to a single square inch of skin that is touching a girl for the first time. Not that we’d never touched each other before. But for those two blocks, there. I wore a tight white halter neck dress which complimented my feminine neck and shoulders, it hugged toned figure and showed off my round boobs. It was quite short as it barely covered my ass and because my ass was already curvy and big it made the dress appear even shorter. My long, shapely legs were on show and looked even more gorgeous because of the shiny red stilettos I slipped onto my feet. I felt very sexy that night and the guys seem to think so too; they asked me to dance with them. They were obviously police officers arresting the two for soliciting sex. But the police weren’t in uniform.It was hard to hear what was being said, and hard to see as well. But when the man arresting the guy on the ground, looked up, their eyes met, and Angel’s eyes narrowed. She couldn’t be sure, but his appearance was very similar to the man at the club earlier that night.That’s when Rich’s truck pulled up in front of her, blocking her view of the scene.“Get in” he ordered sternly.Quickly.