Jenn and called our moms to tell them that we met some friends and that they'd give us a ride home at 10:00 p.m.
Ike and Jenn followed us out of the building, and we sat at a corner waiting for Mrs. Hanson to pick us up. I stared at Taylor, who sat next to me, and brushed my lips against his cheek.
He turned to me and blushed, and I smiled. His mom picked us up in a gray van, full of music equipment and the Hanson family.
As soon as we climbed in, Mackie curled himself around my leg, and Avie began to play with Jen's hair. Ike put his arm around Jenn, but quickly removed it when Zac said, "Well, well, what have we here?" with a devilish grin.
Taylor nudged him and said, "Would you please mind your own business?"
"Oooooh!" Zac replied, "I think that our own little Taylor's got himself a girlfriend!"
"Yeah, why don't you leave us alone and go find your own?"
"Taylor," I whispered into his ear, " It's okay, Zac's cool!"
Taylor snorted with disgust.
"Excuse me, but I'm not deaf, " Zac cut in, " but thank you very much for the compliment, uh.......?"
"Alexandra, call me Alex, and this is Jenn," I said, pointing to myself then to Jenn. Zac grinned then turned around to face forward in his seat.
I heard Jessica whisper to Jenn, "I think Ikey-poos likes you!" "
"Hey!" Ike said, "I heard that!" But he smiled, and didn't deny it. Mrs. Hanson told us that a limo would pick us up at 6, to take us to Planet Hollywood. We got out and entered a big designer store. I picked out a short, black dress, while Jenn chose a long, strapless red one.
We walked into our dressing rooms. Ike settled in an armchair, waiting outside of Jenn's dressing room. I walked into mine, and the door closed automatically behind me. I slipped off my shirt and jeans, and turned to face the mirror. I found Taylor staring at me. "Uh-oh," he said, "sorry, I thought you knew I was here."
I could see the red creeping up his neck, and he couldn't take his eyes off me. He reached for the door knob, but I protested.
"It's all right, " I said. His eyes widened as I pulled him toward me, and giggled."Taylor, are you all right? Haven't you ever been with a girl like this before?"
"Well, um...uh....um..." he stammered. But I had already pressed my lips against his. He didn't lay a hand on me, and I got the felling that he didn't know what to do, so I gently picked up his hand and placed it on my waist, and the other, I put just below my bra. We continued kissing, and soon he raised his hand and casually placed it over my breast.
He moaned softly as I fumbled with the top of his jeans, and rubbed my hand against the outside of his boxers. He sat down on a little chair in the corner, and I sat in his lap, with my hands on his neck, then slowly moved them down his body.
Taylor pulled his shirt off, and soon, both my bra and his pants dropped to the floor. He placed a hand on my chest, and I continued massaging the outside of his boxers.
Slowly, I lifted my hand, and put it through the fly of his boxers, firmly rubbing the area.
I felt warmth on my hand, and he moaned softly, "Oh.....please....oh......" but I took out my hand and found it covered in a white liquid. I looked at him, and saw his eyes open, and then he gently pushed me off, and turned around to hide his embarrassment.
I replaced my bra, and put on the dress, as he pulled on his pants. When he turned around I could see another boner growing in his pants. "Oh wow," he said, "you look great."
"Thanks Taylor," I said.
"Listen, I'm really really sorry, I don't know what came over me..." he said. But I placed a finger on his lips to quiet him.
"Taylor, it's all right, I don't mind." He smiled, apparently relieved, and shyly watched me get dressed.
We exited the dressing room, and I bought the dress to wear that night, and Jen bought the red one. We left the store and walked down Michigan Avenue, hand in hand with each of our guys, to where the limo was to pick us up.
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