Robert and Caroline and Mark and I arrived at the dance around 8:00. Caroline's high school gym had been decorated with balloons and streamers and fancy lighting. We spent the first hour or so chatting with Caroline's friends and their dates. Everyone was very nice to me and several girls told me that I looked very pretty. After a while I started to relax.
I relaxed a lot more after taking a few swigs from the flask that Robert had sneaked into the gym. Caroline drank more than me but it didn't seem to effect her very much. But just a few sips made me feel a little tipsy.
I was so surprised that I almost fainted when he did that. I was about to pull away from him but then I realized that being kissed by Mark wasn't so terrible. I also realized that I enjoyed how it felt being held tightly in his strong arms. I looked up into Robert's eyes and I let him kiss me again. This time he put his tongue in my mouth!
We danced together for a few more songs. I could feel that his dick was hard as we danced together -- it felt like his dick must be huge! I tried not to think about that as I placed my head on his strong shoulder and wrapped my arms around him more tightly. His hands slid down my dress and he started feeling up my bottom. It felt strange to be caressed by another boy this way.
The rest of the evening flew by. The music ended and it was time to go home. We said our good-byes to Caroline's friends and got back into the car and Mark drove us home. I let Mark hold my hand as he drove while Caroline and Robert made out in the back seat.
When we got back to Aunt Jenny's house, Caroline and Mark went up the front door to say good night. I stayed behind in the car to say good night to Mark. He leaned over and starting kissing me again, really hard and really deep. I let him.
He made me promise that I would see him again before he unwrapped his strong arms from around my skinny shoulders. I walked up the steps to Aunt Jenny's house and gave Mark a little wave before he drove off.
When Caroline and I went inside, everyone was still awake and waiting for us. "How was it?" "Did you have a good time?" "How was the band?" Mom and Aunt Jenny and the twins showered us with questions. Caroline did most of the talking and reported that the night had been really, really fun.
"Well, Tiffany, did you have fun? And what was Mark like?" Aunt Jenny asked. The twins were anxious to hear my answer.
"Yes, the dance was pretty fun, I guess. Mark seemed nice enough," I blandly replied.
"Nice enough!" Caroline replied with a big laugh. "I thought Mark was going to get you pregnant right there on the dance floor!"
That made me so embarrassed that I burst into tears and ran straight up to our bedroom and fell onto my bed, sobbing into my pillow.