I leaned back. Here I am, having this guy slowly jerk me off and i am surprised to learn how horny I was getting. And my fantasies, we would jerk off ...imultaneously. Then he might reach over and touch me. Then he might ask me to touch him. He may ask me if he can kiss my cock and then ask me if I wanted to kiss his. That is how I thought it could go. Then again, if I chickened out, I could still just let him blow me and I wouldn’t have to do anything myself. How I reacted to him touching. As we swayed to Goo Goo Doll's Iris, an overwhelming surge of unease took me--not so much because I was dancing with Sarah; more the way we were dancing. A barrier stood between us, forbidding our bodies from touching."What's the matter?" Sarah whispered in my ear, shattering the invisible wall by pressing against me. "You usually dance much better than this. Maybe you need to readjust your hands?" She hissed the last "s" into my ear, rippling excitement through my brain, into every nerve of my. Waylon had heard all the arguments. Freehold could potentially meet the criteria for a self declared state and move past micronation status and into being a microstate. But that didn't mean automatic recognition by the world powers. The criteria were simple. Have a defined territory with a population, a system of government, and enter into international agreements.The island was a physical reality, in international waters, that no other political entity could claim prior ownership of. That was. Late that evening we just ended up at my apartment. I lived then about a block from the city centre in a great pad. She was shocked that I lived so close to work, 3 blocks, as she had to take a long bus ride in.There was never any mention all night how she was going to get home. I was too drunk to drive, the bus had stopped and being a poor student, a taxi was out, so we just somehow got transported to my couch. Within seconds of sitting down, her top was off to expose those miracle creations.