The last two people of our group decide to drive home and I convince her to leave also, hoping to get lucky on the ride to drop her off at her boyfrie...nds house. She says that she needs to visit the bathroom one more time so I hold her up as she stumbles to the bathroom for the last time before we leave. She makes it in just wont come out, she is laughing telling me to come in. I eventually talk her in to coming out and now I decide I should go to the bathroom also. I prop her up in the hall. ”“Do you want to? I mean with me?”“Will you accept something other than a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answer? Please?”“Sure.”“Physically? Yes. You’re really cute and I really like you. A lot. Emotionally? I don’t know. I don’t want to hurt you or take advantage of you or do something you’ll regret.”“You think I’m cute?”She stood 5’5” tall, had long, dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a trim figure. I’d called her ‘cute’ because she just had that look. I couldn’t describe it, really. I’d call Jocelyn pretty and. “Let me see that cock. I want to see it now!”I slid my underpants down and off. “Satisfied?” I said. She smiled at my penis as it stood straight out in front of me threatening her. It threatened her, but she didn’t seem especially concerned with that particular truth. She took hold of it and led my unresisting self to the bed telling me to sit on the edge of it. I did as she told me.“Spread your legs wide,” she said. I again did as she told me; she was clearly going to be the one in charge. But even then I felt like I was being watched. The diner felt warm and I was in no hurry to rush outside. As the customers thinned out I decided to get me a new jacket. As I browsed through the coat rack I noticed that feeling of being watched. I purchased a coat and while at the cashier I noticed a woman near the coat rack where I had been, she was obviously watching me. She was beautiful. She was black, wearing a green business pant suit and black pumps. At 5'9" 140 lbs, and about 30 she.