After we exchanged the normal pleasantries, and she did have a soft voice, she leant forward to put the blood pressure strap on my arm and in doing so...I had a good peep between the poppers on her coat and could see her small little titties tucked into her thin black bra, it was almost see-through and I am sure I saw the darkness of her areolas, Mmm nice.As she turned back to record the results I looked down and got a good glimpse of thigh between the poppers, I was even thinking that they could. “What’s my name?”Her face almost immediately went pale. She tried to search in her head for an answer, but it looked like she kept coming up blank.“Come on ASHLEY, what’s my name?” he demanded.“I don’t know, I never ... you never even...”“Wrong answer! You see? Doesn’t even take the time to learn the guys names who she degrades. Selfish fucking bitch. I guess you’re coming with me tonight!”Fuck. I didn’t even know his name. We never got that far, it was instant problems from the moment we met. “Yo! Wassup! I’m Damon. What yo name,” he inquired.“Hi! I’m Tony,” replied the six-foot tall dark-brown man.“Dat’s wassup. You just got here and shit or sum?”“Yeah! Today,” the wide-hipped flat-chested prisoner lamented.“Yeah! Dey on some bullshit fah real! What dey got you in fuh?”“Criminal possession of a firearm,” Tony shook his head. “Two years.”“Damn shame. Look I gotta get back to the warehouse for work.”“So you on your own in here,” Tony asked.Damon replied, “What you mean?”“Do you have. Kirsten came down in her prom gown. She was stunning and sexy. She called for Ken but I showed her he had fallen asleep in front of the TV and we should leave him alone. We left.While in Donny's body I learned that tonight both of them planned to lose their virginity and Kirsten had given head twice before to Donny. All night during the prom, the sexual urges around all these nubile young ladies were driving me crazy. Kirsten was no help, slowly grinding her body against mine as we danced every.