I was not overly attracted to her. She did have a nice figure - thin and toned. Even though I had always been attracted to curvier women, I could reco...gnize she had a tight, sculpted body. Her hair was not my favorite - kind of like a middle-aged mom, and since she would have been in her early 20's at the time, it was too early to adopt a fashion like that, IMO. So it was no big loss.Somehow I found myself out on a second double-date with my friend, his girl, and this girl (who thought I was too. Dating was not working out lately so I decided to try some adult online sites and see if I could get lucky. I entered a sex chat room and milled around for a couple hours without really finding anyone. About midnight I got a private message from a woman that lived about an hour away. She said she loved giving head and after some dirty talk I finally convinced her to come to my house. She insisted on meeting somewhere else first so I mentioned the gas station right up the street. My cock. It began to seem my time after school was no longer mine but my judgment was too clouded to see it. Rusty was a control freak and would parade me around like a trophy. Around the schoolyard my reputation was growing as the school slut. I was starting to see derogative messages scribbled on toilet block walls mention my name. As I was paraded around the yard by Rusty with his friends in tow, whispers felt like knives from the other students. A part of me felt embarrassed but then there was. “Why don’t you use the phone in the family room to call her and I’ll clear the dishes.”Finishing the last of his own meal, Greg went off to do just that.“How did Donna take it?” Marcia asked when Greg returned to the kitchen.“She wasn’t too happy, but I promised I’d come over tomorrow instead,” Greg replied as he picked up the last dish from the table and handed it to Marcia to put in the dishwasher.“Well I’m sure she’ll get over it,” Marcia smiled as she closed the door and hit the start.