The weekends in the new neighborhood are somewhat boring. So I'm sitting in my room reading another book on a Friday night, when someone knocks on my door.
“Yes. Come in.” I say after I put down the book. In front of me stands Cassie. She had been in the bathroom for an hour and it was worth it. Immediately all blood floods towards my cock. She is dressed in a skin-tight pair of black jeans and a green tank top that barely confines her breasts. Her dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail. That combined with her dark make-up and lipstick gives her a mysterious and dangerous look. Cassie starts to laugh and I realize that I literary dropped my jaw. Quickly I close my mouth and try to hide my hardon.
“Sorry. But you........ look........” I stammer. She places her hands on her hips and poses for me seductively.
“Thank you. But I didn't come for compliments.” she says and walks over to me. With immense willpower I manage to think about something else than taking this beautiful being and throw her on my bed.
“There's a party at Rachel Winston's place and you're coming with me. Dana chickened out on me half an hour ago.” she says and smiles at me. Her perfume reminds me of a fresh summer morning.
“Okay.” I tell her after thinking about it for a moment. I had to meet some kids from my school sometime. And if I stayed home I may die of boredom anyway. Pleased with my answer she throws her arms around me and gives me a quick hug.
“We're leaving in half an hour.” she tells me as she disappears into the hallway. Quickly I grab a towel and grab a shower and twenty minutes later I'm ready to go. I have never been to concerned about my looks.
“Not bad. Not bad at all.” Cassie says, licking her lips. She walks down the hall and goes downstairs. “You comin?”
Rachel's place is only a blocks from the house so we walk and enjoy the evening air. Cassie tells me about a hundred people that will be there, but I can't remember one name as we arrive at the party. It's not that different from what I'm used to. Instead of hard liquor there are kegs and rock music is replaced with chart music. But nothing I can't survive.
“Beth should be around here somewhere too.” Cassie tells me before she pulls me after her to introduce me to a few people. After I have met a dozen people I sneak away and take a look around for myself. After I've seen everything, including the pool with some half naked girls, a guy walks up to me.
“You must be John.” she says and reaches out his hand. He's about my age, maybe a little younger and has short dark hair.
“Yeah. And you're?” I ask him as I shake his hand.
“I'm Josh. Dana's brother.” he says and takes a sip of his drink. “Can I interest you in some whiskey?”
That question lets a smile appear on my face and is the start of some serious fun.
For the next two hours we keep drinking and talking. Josh and I immediately find common ground and we rush through topics like music and movies until we just make fun of the other people at the party. The party is at its peak as something at the other side of the room catches my attention.
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