Probably not.Every time a guy hit on me I my manhood would be questioned. It wasbeing questioned almost every day now.I looked around the room. There ...were at least four women whose telephonenumber I would have loved to have had. I sighed as a guy who was nobetter looking than me sat down next to one of them and easily started aconversation."Hi, how you doing?" I heard a voice next to me. Some big jocktype wassitting next to me. He was smiling intently. Christ, not again. I wasn'tin the mood to. Katie's tongue emerged to trace Amira's lips and moisten them. Her left hand pulled Amira closer and she felt their breasts press against each other. Her right hand dropped and snaked between them to press upwards to the juncture of Amira's thighs.The other girl's breath caught in her throat, but Katie felt her move her legs apart again to allow her better access. Her fingers encountered moisture, not water from the bath, but a thicker, slicker moisture altogether. Katie's fingers traced the. "God, this is great, Marie," I said."Yeah, she said, and hesitated a second. "Johnny, can I ask you something?" Sure." Will we be able to do this forever?" What do you mean?" I asked. "Mom and Barb get home in about an hour." No," she said. "I don't mean forever without stopping, I mean for all of our lives. I know I'm just a kid, but I've been thinking about sex for a long time, and when I started watching you through the hole in the wall _ watching you jerk off and all _ I sort of fell in. We parted company so we could mingle with the other guests. It was about 9:00 PM when Darlene approached me again. "Do you have plans to stay here all night?" she asked. "Not really." "Good. Why don't you drop by place for a nightcap." "I have to stop home first," I informed her as an idea entered my brain. "No problems," she responded. She handed me a business card that had her address and phone number written on the back. I walked her to the door and watched as she crossed the street, got.