She stood in the living room like an angel in a sheer white nightgown. I could see her firm breasts and her G-string. She looked absolutely beautiful ...tanding there. My mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts. “Alex, what’s going on? It’s very late and you should be in bed. Jesus, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you, but you really shouldn't be doing that down here." The porn movie was playing in the background and my hands were on my cock. I didn’t put a cover over myself. I looked at her. I liftedthe back of that little black skirt to reveal the sweetest sightthese eyes have ever seen. It was no shock she wasn't wearingpanties, but I wasn't prepared for the absolute perfection ofBetty's bottom. I'd seen it swishing around the office a thousandtimes under a cotton skirt or nicely packed into a pair of slacks,but I never could have imagined how lovely those two alabastermoons really were. My hand shook as a ran it across the smoothrounded surface of her ass. I lifted my hand and. " Girl, she was nervous. I'd never seen her like this.I had by now figured out what she was going to ask, so I politely andpatiently waited for her to say it. "You're going prom dress shopping?" Inodded. "I thought that you weren't interested in going to prom." I wasn't, at first, but then Cobi explained to me that girls weren'tgoing to ask a boy out if he didn't have a prom dress. Even if said boydidn't have a girlfriend." Which I don't, I thought to myself.Carrol got that look in her eyes and. It would be unfair if I don’t give credit to them. You would have wondered one aspect in this story that is ‘conversations’. Conversations are key to a brilliant story.These conversations in this story are produced by real conversations. Thanks for my conversation partners on this story. I get suggestions, tips from readers in various form, some send in email and some inform through hangout chat. Afew people, after mutual trust, engage in real phone/hangout conversation with me.Big respect goes.