I’d love to hear from you.” She perused him thoughtfully. “You can count on it, then.” They shook hands, he watched the soft sway of her hips ...pprovingly as she departed. He was certain that if she did not call him, he would call her. He knew he wanted to see her again…maybe more? Eric endured a short string of nearly inebriated revelers who wanted to talk about his show or their experiences. Just as he was preparing to finish drink and head for his room, the somewhat taciturn senior female. His arms threw themselves around my neck, pulling me harder against him, and I went nuts, unable to control myself. My hands grasped at his small, taut waist line. He purred a little against me. As our lips pressed and slid against each other, I felt a stirring between my legs. I was getting hard, and I didn't care that I was kissing another guy.Kevin took it up another notch, his tongue delightfully invading my mouth to play with my own. A flash of heat ran through my body, and I grabbed at. One was a blonde girl named Julia that looked around sixteen with pigtails but she was actually nineteen and looked like a younger version of Emily Browning. She wore a short plaid skirt and a white blouse that made her looked like a Catholic school girl.Sarah thought that she looked a little too innocent to be here but she knew that looks can be deceiving. The other girl was Samantha, who had short brown hair and looked like a cute guy that she once dated. Samantha wore a T-shirt of a band. She snapped eye contact and turned quickly striding towards the car. She was tall for a woman, slender though. Instead of looking flimsy, she looked razor sharp. She stepped out into the cool night air, walking briskly towards a waiting black towncar. She opened the door and ushered me in. I felt a little emasculated as I sat there waiting for her. She climbed in next to me. I reached over to kiss her. She held up a single finger, her sharp unpainted nail looked perfect. Harris, home please..