Her WhatsApp screen was open. There were pages and pages of messages and they were all about one thing: my loss of virginity. I scrolled back and back... until I found the single message that had set it all off. A chill came over me; there it was, from Darren Clarke himself. ‘chubby cherry popped 16:47 this afternoon. seems I saved the best till last. mike you owe me one iPhone.’ “Oh my God!” I said, horrified. “Is it true?” Izzy demanded. I nodded. “He left an hour ago.” “Shit Debs! You’ve been. Quickly, the girls scurried out the door and into the cold, walking downthe block. Mike immediately felt the draft as the wind flew right up hisskirt as the girls huddled close together, as they walked a few blocks.They now saw a long line of mostly men waiting in line to enter a nightclub, as Ginny opened her coat and walked past the roped off line towardsthe large bouncer. She whispered in his ear and kissed his cheek as heopened the rope, leading them in."Unbelievable," said Mike, shaking. The street numbers become smaller as you drive north, toward downtown.Heading toward that recently revived downtown area, you next encounter Brookside. Commercially and residentially, it’s upscale from Waldo. The homes are larger, the lots bigger. Go on a Saturday morning and it’s a race to see whether baby strollers outnumber the dogs on their leashes along 63rd Street.Next, the Country Club Plaza, 15 blocks of upper middle class commerce tastefully displayed in a low rise architectural style. Rose became very tender. She liked this boy. He is so kind and handsome, she thought. She felt his face touching hers, his lips was on hers. She kissed him back. It started slowly, but became harder and harder. Now their mouths were open and his tongue was inside her mouth. She felt his hands on her breast. Her nipples became hard. She felt her pussy becoming wet. She held him tightly.He mildly pushed her on the bed. Now both were lying on the bed in tight embrace kissing. His hands were now.