..we went to my car again n headed to nightclub but she said she wasn't in the mood to dance so we went to just abar to ve a drink while talking, we b...oth only had a beer that night but it was good enough to make her open up n break the ice between us, one thing lead to another then i strated talking about how sexy she is n admire the amazing body she had on her with her pirky firm nice tits, she was laughing n blushing mostof the time then out of nowhere i found myself asking her to come over. He needed my signature on the receipt and as I signed, I glanced down at the bulge in his crotch. Mmmm, formidable looking it was.I handed the receipt to him and he gave me the parcel and I put it on the floor.I said, “That is a mighty hot looking package you got there, bud.”He looked confused and said, “Why, what’s in your parcel?”“No, I meant this package.”I reached out and lightly grasped the bulge in his pants.He was very shocked and surprised. He was stammering something I couldn’t make. .” he said, but couldn’t continue.“What is it? You can say anything to me,” Emma said. She was now unzipping his fly.“I didn’t bring any, uh, condoms with me,” Brent said sheepishly. Emma continued undressing him.“I’m on the shot for birth control and I trust you don’t have any STDs if you’ve been with the same woman since high school, “ Emma said. “So I think we are safe enough. Agreed?”“Uh, yeah, that sounds ok,” Brent said.Brent’s pants were pulled to the floor; his underwear was tented and. . I sort of have a date.Bob: Sort of?Caitlin: Okay, it's a date. With a boy.Bob: And you were going to tell me about it when?Caitlin: I wasn't sure you'd want to know.Bob: Smart girl. The idea of some pimply faced boy putting his arms around my girl isn't one of my favorite images.Caitlin: Oh, he's not pimply faced. He's a jock.Bob: I know you're a cheerleader, and all that, but I also know about the tomboy hidden in that beautiful body. You've always competed with boys, especially in sports..