I scanned the room and couldn’t find him through the sea of people. Damn it. ‘Hey Kylie,’ a voice to the right of me called. I turned and saw my...ex, Roger Mitchell waving me over to his table and his circle of jocks. Barrett wouldn’t just wave me over. He’d be a gentleman and escort me there. ‘Hey, guys.’ ‘So what was that about with that loser? You do something nice, and he took advantage of you or something?’ Roger’s hand was already on my ass. ‘I could teach him a lesson for you.’ I removed. I handed her the bag with her change of clothes and told her that her mother insisted that she change and I was to help if required, she looked into the bag and smiled. She pulled the items out and laid them on the sofa next to her she looked across at me a little embarrassed, “Can you help me?” she asked, “I can’t do buttons” which explained the reason that her dad helps her which Julie warned me about.“Of course I can help” I said standing up, the tip of my limp cock head visible down the leg. Carly was a B-student. She never failed, nor did she ever get all A’s which she preferred because she didn’t feel the pressure to always be perfect. Miranda on the other hand could care less about any of her classes. The girls were polar opposites of each other, which in the end was why they were good friends. Miranda wore mini-skirts, thongs, tank tops, anything that made her dark wavy hair shine and B-sized breasts look bigger. While Carly cared about her image, she didn’t go though great. .. I'm jealous of him..." Jealous?" Dexter said, finally meeting Kira's eyes, "why?" Cause he got to, you know ... suck you off." Oh," Dexter blushed. "Yeah, well ... I'm not gay or anything." I don't really care," Kira replied. "You looked like you enjoyed it, even if you were thinking of Mom ... and ... you were good at getting him off, too ... Donnie really blew his load quick..."Dexter blushed deeper, "yeah, well," he repeated, "that's all we did ... just cause we both wanted to ... you.