He was nervous and I took his hand and led him into one of the rooms and locked the door. He said that being with a t-girl had long been a fantasy of ...is (nothing unusual there). He had asked someone else at the club about who was a good t-girl. Who would treat him well and they had described me to him.As we stood facing each other I put my arms around his neck. He was about 6” taller than me and I started to kiss him gently and asked him if he liked it. Although I knew the answer because I. Denise told me she had wanted to talk to me since the first day of biology class. I asked why she had not as we danced."I am a very shy person; it takes me a while to get up the courage to talk to someone."When the music ended, we went and sat at a table. While talking, she asked if I would be interested in working on the school paper. I told her I was and she told me to meet her tomorrow at the paper's office. The music once again changed to a slow number. Denise took my hand, leading me to. Tina nodded, a bit embarrassed that he had noticed her fascination with the picture."It's because they're taking exactly what they want and she's getting exactly what she needs," he said in a vaguely foreign accent. She looked at him more closely. He was tall, muscular, with dark hair and eyes. Without warning, he pulled her to him and kissed her hard, grasping her small ass cheeks and pulling her hips hard against his. She could feel the bulge of his partly stiff cock against her quivering. ” I let her be. As she looked around the house starry-eyed, her eyes grazed over me. “And where the fuck am I? Irvine? And I just had sex! With you! Who the fuck are you?” I smiled. “No, seriously, who the fuck are you?” Her body lurched forward. “Uh,” I muttered. “Fuck! I told myself I wouldn’t have sex until I had a boyfriend, and I just wasted it on you!” I made a face as if to show confusion, trying desperately not to laugh. Her eyes darted to the backyard window. “And we didn’t even go in.