I then walked you to the bed and laid you down. "Can I now explore what was always so close yet far away big sis?" You giggled and took me by the back...of the head, and out me to your nipple, "Explore all you want lil bro" I opened my mouth and suckled your nipple. In my mouth it grew stiff and hard- like a pencil eraser. My other hand went to your other breast, and rubbed that nipple as well. You moaned as I bit down softly at first, gradually increasing the pressure to your moans. I switched. We were sat with the juniors at a side table and the high performers at the “top” table.After the presentations which was so boring, we ate, it was a nice meal and drank wine and the men with their usual beers, we talked and laughed and danced, many times I was whisked away to dance as hubby talked shop!. Some of the men were nice and polite and some were the randy sods who pushed up against you as you danced and tried for a crafty arse feel as we danced.When the slow dances happened I could. We had a wonderful time at the Prom. I think we danced just about every song the band played. He didn't want to let go of me and he looked so proud and distant when his friends would walk by and say "where did you find that hottie?" He never replied; he just smiled and gently squeezed my hand to make me part of his inner conversation. That wonderful evening went very fast. The next day, he was on his way to college. He had decided long before, that he'd sign up for the summer before his. I knew Art had a crush on me, but I also was damn pissed that he looked up my skirt ant my panties.That was the determining factor for why I went along as the rest of the class did, but I was the most culpable because I had given him my majorette present of a super hard paddling. Without me, it just wouldn’t have happened. He was required to spin the dial on the game of ‘Life’ which was part of the game board. Marty spun the dial and it stopped on four. I failed to bail him out and we all heard.