We Head for the Dance on Foot

After a couple of minutes you and Katherine realize that Emma is not coming back. Katherine is so pissed you figure you have no hope for the rest of the night of getting into her pants. Oh, well you think two blowjobs in one night are not too bad.

You suggest to Katherine, "Let's head back out to the main road. We are only a mile or so from the dance. We can still have a good time."

"Emma is such a bitch. I am so mad at her," Emma says back.

"Let's forget about it," you say to her. "Let's try to have a good night regardless of your sister." You give her a hug, and she finally relaxes.

Katherine agrees that the best thing to do is to walk to the dance and you head off holding hands through the neighborhood. You notice that this is not a very nice part of town, and you begin to become nervous as you realize that you are walking after dark with a very sexy girl. If there is a place to get into trouble, this is it.

Katherine breaks your gloomy train of thought with, "Did you really think I gave the best blow job, or were you just saying that so I would fuck you later."

Your attention snaps back fully to Katherine, and you realize that any chance you have with her is totally dependent on how you avoid the landmine she just planted. Then the truth comes to you with crystal clarity and you say to her, "You were definitely better. You wanted to be doing it, and you sucked my cock with true desire. Emma did it because she was trying to be better than you are. She did not care about me a bit." Katherine's face lit up with a huge smile and you knew that you had for once said just the right thing at the right time.

Katherine said, "Let's go, the sooner we get to the dance the sooner we can figure out how to get a ride home and I can show you what else I can do with enthusiasm."

Suddenly you realize that you are not alone. Up ahead of you, on the street are shadowy figures on both sides of the street. You steal a glance to the back and there is also someone behind you. Not good you think to yourself, no one with good intentions acts like this. "Uh, Katherine," you say. "I think we may be in trouble here."