<human>: I was about 17 and at this girl's house, just us. Let's call her Jen.  Jen was modeling some new panties for me and doing some sexy dancing. We were in her room, music blasting. Her boyfriend kept calling but she wouldn't pick up. Finally she turns down the music for the latest phone call, and that's when we hear a guy's voice yell "JEN!!?" from downstairs. The front door was unlocked and her boyfriend had let himself in. She panics and has me hide in the closet. I hear her stop him as he's walking up the stairs, answering his barrage of questions. As it turns out he wasn't alone, he was with his male cousin. She successfully gets them to leave, saying she has to get ready for dance class (which was true). He asked about my car in the driveway, she said it belonged to her aunt that stopped by and went out with her mom. I told her to leave first and I'd hang around for a bit until the coast was clear. I waited about 10minutes and hopped in my car. I reached the front of her neighborhood and received a call from Jen, crying and blabbering about the guys following me and and want to fight and calling her all types of names. I look in my rear view an sure enough the guys are right behind me. I calm her down quickly and then call my buddy that lives close by. I tell him the deal and to be outside and ready to rumble. The guys follow me to my friend's neighborhood but just as I turn onto my friend's street, they continue on and give up pursuit. I arrived at my friend's place and like a true homie he was right out front and ready to go. We had a good laugh and that was that.

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<bot>: Chick with BF wanted to show of some new lingerie for me. I obliged and her BF caught us. Dat ass was worf it doe.