<div class="floatleft">(http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/leonard_hofstadter_1497.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Jeffrey Gates (http://URL)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Juanita Navarra<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Backroom<br/><strong>When: </strong>Monday 2nd<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans, nerdy t-shirt and grey hoody<br/><hr/><br/>Jeffrey's face turned red when she mentioned internet porn, of course he watched it what teenage boy didn't.  He couldn't help but think of all the things he's seen all the different videos, the different girls, the different sex acts.  Just thinking about it made him more excited and of course he knew many different things that could be done he just couldn't talk about them with a girl.<br/><br/>He was happy that the conversation quickly continued and he didn't have to really answer her question about pornography.  He saw her look down at his bulge, knowing there was no way to hide it with her so close.  He was embarrassed when she finally looked back up at him, his face believe it or not redder than a moment ago.  He knew they were in a corner booth and the lights were dim but he felt like they were being watched, he really wished they were some place private.  A private backroom like Foxy suggested.<br/><br/>He let her guide his hand to her thigh.  She was so soft and smooth it felt so good to touch.  His clammy hand resting on her thigh, squeezing, in disbelief that his hand was on a girls thigh, on such a beautiful girls thigh.  He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do next with his hand and he just kept it there enjoying the way her thigh felt.  He couldn't believe she leaned in so close feeling her breath on his ear.  He let out a deep breath before responding to her question<strong>"hurt? no, ummmm you feel so smooth...well i guess, yeah i came here to touch and more."</strong>He let his hand slide up her thigh almost instinctually, stopping right at the edge of her dress.  His hand resting gently on her soft thigh, just inches from her panties, from her sex.<br/><br/>Feeling her press her bosom to his arm.  He couldn't believe it, her body against his, his cock in his pants straining even further.  Her lips brushing against his ear now, her sexy whisper driving him crazy.  He bit his bottom lip for a moment, trying to stay in control.<strong>"Any....any room."</strong>he stuttered.<strong>"the oriental one."</strong>he said quickly following, he really just wanted to get out of this room, some place private.  He needed to get his jeans open, the strain of his cock was starting to hurt him.  He hadn't realized how hard he was gripping her thigh now, holding her very tightly it was all her teasing. He was quick to his feet the split second after she spoke those last four words<strong>"...and then we fuck!"</strong>He was standing his hand taking hers eager to get into the private room.  Not even realizing how present his bulge in his pants was as he stood out of the booth.  Reaching for her hand.