I've seen him sit for hours in a group conversing, waiting for his moment to speak, letting all others speak before him.So he's the type of person I g... out of my way to see. He's a value. A person to have quiet one on one talks with about serious things. A guy, a girl can talk to about not only men, but also other things. He's the type worth a flight on one of those overly crowded little jetliners, where everything is one class and you usually end up with someone's elbow in your side for the. ” I grasped her hand, pulling her towards the stairs. I stopped at the bottom of the steps. “I have an idea,” I said. She was biting her lip, listening. “Let’s pick a guy, make his night.” Erica smiled, nodding her head. There were lots of hot guys around. I spotted one with shaggy blond hair andbroad shoulders in a tight shirt. I pointed him out. Erica nodded. We walked towards him, still hand in hand. He spotted us right before we reached him, and he smiled, revealing a dimple in his right. Just watching her, carefully putting her make up on and brushing her beautiful golden hair gave me another throbbing hard on. 'Baby before you take a shower we need to shave your balls. They're so hairy for your age!', she said as she was fixing her eye shadow. When she was finally done with her make up she got up and went to her bathroom. She came back with scissors, shaving gel, razors and a towel. She laid the towel under my ass and told me to relax. She then got on the bed and spread my. I opened my eyes and let them adjust to the light. I was still in the graffiti building. I sat upright in the bed and looked around. I didn't see anyone. I was completely alone. I looked down at myself to see that I was naked. I swung my feet over the side of the mattress and hoisted myself up. My body felt stiff. There was a bag sitting at the end of the mattress. I opened it to find clothes. There was a black T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. No panties, no bra. Figures. I threw on the.