.. I'm sorry... I was so..." I tried to say, but wholephrases didn't want to come off my mouth. He took a step closer andmuffled my lips with his hand..., told me a dry "It's Ok.". He looked at mein the eye and then smiled, took my backpack, passed his arm around mywaist and drove me again to his home.We walked in silence through the quiet streets and when we arrive his handwas again placed over my bum, but this time it felt nice and reassuringinstead of the previous weird.As soon as we entered he. It seemed to be slow moving, and so Sue, another guest, chose to try and liven the evening up, get things moving. She had a group of us men line up in front of a wall, a fireplace behind us. She walked the line, so to speak, her hand holding and squeezing one mans crown jewels after another, and saying cough. It did seem to break the ice, and after that it seemed to thaw, for she invited all of the young women, ladies, call them what you will to check. Soon trousers were undone, and eager hands. Inside everything was quiet. The TV wasn't on, nor was the radio. It was disconcerting: the trailer was usually filled with sounds from both! Tina followed the young boy to his bedroom in silence, feeling sort of apprehensive about all this. Joey didn't usually act so mysterious.She took a seat on the edge of his bed, the sheets of which had pictures of WWF wrestlers on them. There were similar posters on the walls of the small room, and action figures, too. A typical boy's room, she thought.He. "No condom?" he asked."Alright, but lets shower first. I still feel dirty."Jessica used the shower first. It was luke warm, but refreshing. She finished, wrapped a towel around her and walked out to the bed. Floyd playfully smacked her ass as he passed her towards the shower. Jessica just shook her head and opened her suitcase. Her swimsuit was still in the store's bag as she reached for it. Floyd's dick stayed mostly hard throughout the shower. In a few mintues he would be sinking his coatless.