"You're a good dancer Teagan." he said, as I watched him totally scan my bedroom, as if he was interested.I continued to blush again, as I realized he... had been watching me for at least a little while now. My mind flashed back to me trying to shake my lil bum bum in front of my mirror, thrusting my hips back and forth, and trying to twerk like the girls on tv and stuff."You've got the legs for it, for sure." he added, with a weird smirk on his face that I couldn't figure out. I only blushed. " Oh man, that perfect little body of hers. Her adorable little face and perfect hand-full sized breasts had more of my attention than necessary. She looked down at where I was staring, which when I noticed that she noticed I felt kinda stupid, and jolted my head away."What?" Look, I'm sorry. I just can't help myself sometimes."Her brow scrunched as she tilted her head."Sorry for what?" Uhh... It's, It's nothing. Really." Oh. Okay."I wondered how the hell was I going to lead on with this. I. She put her blouse and skirt back on with shoes and no bra or panties. Her bra was in her locker at school and her panties were on my pillow.I looked over and saw that her wet bikini was lying on the tiled bathroom floor.Dinner was everything that I had promised her. We took our deserts and her leftovers up to my room. Dad called to tell me that he would be out until midnight. That gave us a few hours to ourselves.Casey called Billie, one of her girlfriends and asked if she could use her for an. It might mess up the tape holdingthe roof on." Mike didn't have to make payments on his car, which wasthe best that could be said for it. Oh, and it ran, most of the time.It really deserved a decent burial, though. "Besides," he continued, "I'm hungry. _Real_ hungry. And I don'thave much cash. So we either go to a buffet which takes checks, or gohome to my folks house." "Oh, heck, Mike," I mumbled fumbling my wallet out of Debbie'spurse, "I'll loan you, the, uh..." I only had.