B kept her head on my shoulder,and closed her eyes too. I said,“You can lie on my lap.” shesmiled, “Thanks.”, and lay on mylap.I put my palm o...n her head, andwas caressing her hairs. She justlay there. Then I slid her shoulderlong silky soft hairs from hershoulders to one side. She waspeacefully asleep, and I waswatching her neck, which lookedvery inviting. I couldn’t resist, andthought of taking a chance. Whilecaressing her hairs, I slid myhand a little behind her ears,massaging her soft skin.. His face is contorted in anger. Clearly, I don't want to upset him further, despite what he just called me. It isn't worth it."Uhh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to knock you." I respond, feeling uncomfortable.Liam grabs me by the hand and pulls me protectively back towards him. I'm much drunker than I expected to be, and I stumble."Let's get you home," Liam says, firmly.I nod in response, so we start heading out of the door."Fucking pussies!" the man yells out at us.I feel the urge to retaliate,. When was the last time one of your jocks ate your pussy and gave you an orgasm? Do the jocks know where all your buttons are and just how to push them? For you girls who have given up your cherries, do your jock boyfriends keep it up long enough to get you off, or do they get their rocks off, say thanks babe and leave you hanging? Derek might be a geek by your definition, but some woman somewhere taught him right. I might be five years older than he is, but he is the best and most considerate. I mentioned that I invited Kate, and everyone seemed surprised that she’d be interested. I guess she still had the image of the bookish nerd. Laurie asked if Kate was aware of the sexual acts and open masturbation that were a part of the last few parties. I responded that I thought she was in for a pleasant surprise, and we all had a good laugh.Right on cue, Kate showed up as some of us were still laughing at her expense. Veronica greeted her at the door wearing a sexy leopard print nightie,.