Room 403, Saturday Morning
Last night had been the dance and, amazingly, it had turned out really, really well. He should have been taking a date to all of these things. Probably the same date he'd taken last night. Whatever, he was slow. After the dance (and with the effects of some good spiked punch in both of them), there had been some even more fun after prom activities.
Really, after the making out and the dancing, Angela was just lucky he hadn't jumped her at the dance. But, sensibilities and all. And the room had a door that closed and some privacy and that was much more conducive to the fun they'd had.
Of course, now there was cuddling and sleeeeeeeep. Mmm, sleep. One of his favorites things to do with another person. Too bad it wouldn't last.
[for the girl in the bed and a weetiny, most likely!]
Really, after the making out and the dancing, Angela was just lucky he hadn't jumped her at the dance. But, sensibilities and all. And the room had a door that closed and some privacy and that was much more conducive to the fun they'd had.
Of course, now there was cuddling and sleeeeeeeep. Mmm, sleep. One of his favorites things to do with another person. Too bad it wouldn't last.
[for the girl in the bed and a weetiny, most likely!]