So I had my prom on Friday, my school had it fairly late this year. I wasn't planning on going but a couple friends urged me to. All my friends had dates but me so I really felt like the odd one out. About an hour in, that dreaded moment for the solo guy comes up, the slow song. I didn't want to stand there awkwardly while everyone did that sad little back and forth rocking/stepping motion with their date, so I stepped outside after I starting to feel the awkward. It took me a minute of standing there to realize that to my left I heard some sobbing at the end of the outside staircase. I walked towards it and sitting at the bottom of the stairs sat this girl in my class, popular girl, not the kind of person you'd see me hanging out with. She was sitting there in this amazing dress, crying her ass off. Honestly my first instinct was to just say nope and go back inside. But I sat down next to her and asked her what was wrong because I'm cool af. She said she got there late and when she found her boyfriend he was making out with some other chick. I knew who they both were, and I knew they hadn't been going out for that long. I say what every single guy says in a situation like that "Oh blah blah, he's such an asshole, blah blah. You deserve better, blah blah." Then out of no where she just grabs me and hugs me. My attitude changes completely, I go from thinking I have no shot with this girl and I'm just being nice to, okay this bitch is gonna be on mah dick by the end of the night, alpha mode engaged, thrusters set to maximum power. I say "Hey, I doubt you want to go back in there, I'm not here with anyone, do you want to go do something else?" She says yeah but she wants to go home and change out of her prom dress and fix her running makeup. She says come on lets go, I hopped into her car with her and drove to her place. Drive up to her house and she asks if I want to come in. "What about your parents?" I asked, she says neither of their cars are in the drive way, and that they're never home anyways. Dad is always home late at the office, and her mom is always out getting shit faced with friends. So I go inside her house with her and she asks if I want to see her room, hellyes.jpeg. So we go up stairs and she says "Well here it is..." as she walks over to her closet and starts picking out clothes. I sit down on her bed and she turns around holding a shirt and says "Does this look good?" I say yes, and she just starts taking her dress off. "What are you doing?" I asked "Changing." she says, dress completely off at this point. "Don't change, I like you the way you are" I said. She walks over to me, more than half naked, and straddles my lap, tits in my face. Ohshit.jpeg. She starts grinding on me and telling me how sweet I am and that her boyfriend is an asshole. She then leans in and whispers in my ear "turn down for what?" All of a sudden her boobs take on a life of their own and start slapping me in the face, we fell through the floor onto her parents who were apparently home after all, their cars were just in the garage. Alternate ending for you bel air bitches: [spoiler]I say "Hey, I doubt you want to go back in there, I'm not here with anyone, do you want to go do something else?" She says yeah but she wants to go home and change out of her prom dress and fix her running makeup. She says come on lets go, I hopped into her car with her and drove to her place. I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8, and I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later', I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.[/spoiler]