"What did you decide? Are you going to rescue me from terminal boredom?" Uh, I don't know I'm not sure we should," Jessi said with her mouth while oth...er parts of her were screaming for her to say YES!"Aw come on Jessi have heart," the woman from corporate pleaded. "Fort Dodge isn't exactly the entertainment capital of America ya know." Well it's asking a lot from my mom to give up her evening like this," Jessi had made the necessary arrangements but she still wasn't sure she had the nerve to go. ’ Marcie, Greg and Pam walked onto the stage, Marcie in a long black evening skirt, split up the front from floor to waist and overlapping slightly, showing the black G string she wore beneath it whenever she moved. Her top consisted of a black half-cup bra beneath a sheer black fine mesh top through which her red painted nipples were clearly visible. Pam was more conservatively dressed in a charcoal dress with a deep cleavage and slit from floor to waist up one side. Greg wore black trousers. I grasped it and lifted it up. It was heavy and big. "Hey! What you doing baby girl" he says as he sits up and sees me holding his heavy tool in my hand. "I just wanted to see it" I say as I draw my hand away. He stands up and steps out of his shorts and released the monster from his pants. It was long and smooth and hung down by his leg. He sat back on the couch and beckoned me to come to him. He held it in his hand and he began to stroke it. I sat next to him and watched him as he rubbed. Jason was a white kid whose father was a criminal attorney with an office on Vernor just past Clark Park – a small, urban park just across the street from the High School – and his mother owned a jewelry store over on Fort Street; he was from a rather rich family and the only reason he was at Western was because his parents could drop him off in the morning before work and he could walk to either the store or the office after school. His family actually lived in the northern suburb of Novi –.