Pete DiNunzio 195

Their parents were friends, so one day they had a get-together at Pete's house. Of course, they didn't want any brats around while they were getting drunk, so they sent them to their room.

They were sitting on the bed, they hadn't talked much before, maybe one or two words. He was currently fantasizing, thinking that he had never had a girl in his room before...and now she was in his bed

"So...what do you say your name is?"

I asked awkwardly, I pulled at the collar of his shirt, he was sweating

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