I traced my finger down her thigh - hoping my touch would turn her on. She didn’t stop me, and after a few moments I looked to her. She was staring ...back at me. Her eyes shuffled between my eyes and my lips. It was clearly a signal that she wanted to be kissed. So I did. I kissed her. I thought it would only be a peck, but she didn’t want to stop. We continued to kiss, each one growing stronger to the point of making out. I knew something sexual was going to happen, because once I get a girl. “Only if you’ll squeeze my dick, Jess,” I said practically out of breath.She started to slide and squeeze me ... I gave both her breasts a nice squeeze.“If you were older I’d ask you if you wanted a blow job or not,” she said.“Maybe I could fuck your breasts? Would you like that, Jess? I want to please you any way I can. I’ve never done anything with a girl except kiss. I know of the things we can do because I got a hidden folder on my laptop with five gig of porn.”“Of what?” she asked.“Mostly. "This is bullshit," Frank remarked, looking across the parking lot at the doors that Oliver had disappeared into. He sat at the end of the tailgate, opposite to Jenny, who was on the other side of Jay. His feet dangled above the ground and he'd mindlessly just picked all of the meat out of the sandwich in his hands, tossing it to the ground until only bread was left."Okay," Jay said irritably as he took the remains of Frank's sandwich and tossed them over his shoulder. "Next time, you stay. She’s one of my favorites. You actually sing with her.”Dave pulled his cellphone out and in less than a minute he’d called up a video of him singing Texas Dawn with Ashley on stage at the Chicago fan club event. Dori had emailed it to him. He thrust the phone into the girl’s hand. He bargained, “If you can get me a tour, I’ll even take you to the concert, give you a VIP seat, and bring you backstage to meet Ashley and all. There might even be an after-concert party.”“You’re kidding,.