"I don't have any nice ones here at school. Besides, I can't holda candle to you two," she said. Joyce thought she was selling herselfshort; she looke... good.Jamie cleaned up nicely, too. She was wearing a pair of danglingearrings which accentuated her long, tanned, neck. Like Joyce, herpainted nails were exposed in open-toed shoes. She'd picked a mint-greencolor that matched the plaid pattern of her dress, which was ruffled atthe bust, and flared out at the waist, making her look like she had. Lounging back in my chair I sipped at my drink as I opened my legs wide, if he even glanced my way he was going to get one hell of an eyeful, as I sat there waiting for my father to look at me I felt my pussy grow warm and my juices begin to flow, it was a surprise to feel myself getting turned-on like this, but it was lovely at the same time."Dad," I broke the silence to attract his attention, "what are you going to do now?"As I hoped he looked my way automatically to answer me, I watched his. Every time I saw her during the rest of the party she was always with a group and I never had another opportunity to talk with her.Two weeks later on a Thursday night I was sitting at the bar and trying for the zillionth and tenth time to hustle Karen while Andy's band was thumping out "Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress" in the background — and having my usual lack of luck — when someone grabbed my arm and started pulling me off my stool. I looked and saw that it was Candy."Come on" she said,. " I spoke softly and tried to make her feel what I was saying. "But I'm leaving soon. Jules is looking at places in Norfolk this week. We've got less than a month of school left and then I'll be gone." You're not gone yet." Her eyes were wet. "Please," she whispered."It's hopeless. This has to be so hard for you. Why are you doing this to yourself?" I can't explain it. Not without embarrassing us both." The chair squeaked loudly against the tile floor as she stood. "I'm sorry, just forget it. I.