Monique

I was virtually bring escorting me up to Monique who the girls knew was out of it. Milly briefly introduced me to her which then led to some minor awkward conversation between just me and Monique.

Just because I was under the influence of ****, it didn't mean I knew what I was doing when trying to flirt with a female. When conversation dried right up, there was an extremely awkward pause between us. I think I was staring at the grass when she finally opened up her mouth to break the silence, “So did you want to make out or something?”

Not exactly enthusiastic or anything but I'll take it.

“Sure.”

We didn't waste any time, out in the backyard, she put her hands on my body, bringing me in close as her lips went to work on mine. I could feel her tongue sliding in almost right away. The first thing I noticed was the piercing on her tongue and they say it felt every time it brushed up against my own tongue.

It was a little distracting at first but eventually I was looking for it every minute. Monique knew it as well, after what only felt like a couple of minutes but was much longer, she pulled my mouth away from hers, “If you like my tongue piercing, just wait until you see where else I have then.”

I gulped, I got a pretty good idea of what she was talking about.

“Down the hallway... second bedroom on the right, I'll meet you there in five minutes...” she said as she walked back to the house.

Holy Jesus... was this it? Was this chick going to fuck me? Was I going to lose my virginity right here at a house party?

Maybe I wasn't getting that lucky but I was at least getting something, no doubt about that after her little piercing comment. It had me sporting a nice big stiffy outside, thank god I listened to Rose's advice at rubbed one out this afternoon otherwise this would be a very quick experience inside. Not wanting to look too over eager, I waited outside for a couple more minutes, I needed to control myself so I went to the side of the house, away from everyone to keep my thoughts in check.

"Oops sorry," I muttered as I saw a girl around the corner sitting on her butt up against the bricks of the double story house.

I was about to hurry away when I stopped and realised exactly who was there. Katie, she was alone, crying softly, her head in her hands. My heart started to rip apart as I saw her there in obviously a very distressed moment.

"Katie, are you okay?"

Katie?"

She wasn't responding, just hoping I would go away. This wasn't exactly ideal timing, in a minute, I had to be inside to find where Monique's other piercings were on her body.

Fuck…

What should I do?