" We danced all night. You coulda..."He shakes his head, "I've never danced with you." What?" Melissa nearly bursts and Tanya laughs."Oh, my God! What...a lie! We all saw you." I didn't. I'm sorry. I've been to, like, one dance this year. With Michelle. Who ever it was, it wasn't me. Sorry."We move past them while they're still both in shock. As we open our door, they storm past us."Weird." I shake my head.Peter seems a bit lost in thought as he takes off his shirt but before he can do anything. “But, I mean if you need to be alone...”“No, no, that’d be okay,” I said. I poured her the cup and brought it to her. I looked her up and down; she noticed and seemed a little concerned by it, my expression. “You look very nice,” I said, and she did. We made to go outside.“Thank you,” she said, apparently intent on letting the matter drop.“We used to do this in the old days on Sunday mornings. Remember?” she said, as we took our seats.I did remember. And, I’d missed those Sundays among other. I stood up as she leant across to get her drink and undid my robe, my cock was pointing out in a semi hard state and as she straightened up she looked straight at it. I suggested she stand up so I could help her to undress and I nervously started to undo her shirt buttons, OMG her little bee stings looked so cute and as I pulled off her shirt I could see her nipples were starting to stiffen, my cock responded and was now standing proud. She reached around and undid the zipper on her dress and. She would have loved them and so would her boyfriend or he would have if she didn't have a black penis dangling between her legs. Her boyfriend wasn't of much concern to her. She was planning on dumping him anyway before college where she intended to play the field. He was always a little insecure about his penis anyway and wouldn't be able to take having a girlfriend with a penis twice his size. Betty laughed at that, a little hysterically. The thing between her legs was hideous. She was as.