Jan 1, 2005

Dear Diary,

Hi, I'm Emily. And my new year's resolution is to write in my diary every day, so here it goes.

Yesterday was my 18th birthday and my friends and I celebrated it with a birthday-slash-new year's eve party at my friend, Trisha's, house. Trisha's parents were heading to a party at a hotel where they would spend the night at. Her parents were cool with having the party as long as everyone turned in their keys and spent the night. They figured as long as all the kids were there, then they wouldn't be getting killed driving drunk. They also weren't so worried about how the house got trashed, since Trish's mom liked to redecorate every January anyway.

So I got there around 6pm. Since it was my birthday, I had to do shots, 19 of them! (Including 1 for good luck) 3 every hour and 4 at midnight. After I had my first three shots of tequila Trisha took me upstairs. I undressed and we wrapped me up with a white bed sheet, held together with two safety pins. By the time we came downstairs, it was nearly 7 o'clock and time for me to have my next 3 shots.

After 6 shots in just about an hour I was certainly feeling nice and warm inside and people were just staring to arrive. Word had gotten around our whole high school that this was the place to be and by 8 o'clock the house was really starting to fill up. After my next 3 shots, the music stared and we all began dancing. People were passing around beers, but I didn't want to have more than a couple, since I only had had about half of my shots, but dancing made me thirsty so I did have one or two. It was after 9 o'clock (yes after 3 more shots) that the first interesting thing happened. I had just starting dancing with Timmy, a real nerdy guy (since it was my birthday, just about all the guys wanted a dance) when the music changed to a slow song. When he put his arm on my back, e slipped his hand between the sheets and held his hand right against my shoulder blade. As the song progressed, he slid his hand down, along my side. I know he then knew I wasn't wearing a bra, and I guess he wanted to know if I was wearing panties because he kept moving his hand lower until he cupped by bare ass cheek.

I guess he told someone I wasn't wearing anything under the sheet (I wasn't even wearing shoes or socks!) and word got around. Soon, every time someone danced with me, they had their hands all over me. Somewhere along the way, the safety pin under my right arm came undone and fell out (I'm lucky I didn't step on it with my bare feet). I wasn't too worried about it, especially after 3 more shots at 10 o'clock, but it wasn't really too bad. My sheet didn't fall off, and it was still draped over my chest. Maybe some guys got a peek at the side of my boob when I danced, but I figured, heh, it's New Year's Eve - let'em get a cheap thrill. Anyway I'm proud of my boobs. At 34C I think they are just about perfect. They are the same size of Marilyn Monroe and Britney Spears! I don't really need a bra now, but my mom tells me that I should wear one most of the time so that when I'm her age, they will still stand out and not sag down to my knees - gross!

Anyway, a little before 11 o'clock we started a game of twister. I love twister, I'm very athletic, and slim (5 foot 6, 118 pounds) always seem to win with right hand on yellow. I took my 11 o'clock shots a little bit early so I wouldn't have to abandon the game to take them. So the early part of the game is always fun, all these bodies pressing against each other. I know a number of guys got feels of my tits, but that’s okay I got my share of feels of cocks too. I make sure that I go low. I hate when I can't reach the mat because of the bodies under me. Anyway the strategy seemed to work, cause as the game was nearing the end, it was just me and two guys left. I was pretty much on my back, in the middle of the mat. Steve, the quarterback for the football team, was over my head and Dante, one of the wide receivers, was above my legs. Then came the spin I was waiting for, 'Right hand yellow'. I spotted my yellow and confidently put my hand down. I had to arch my back quite a bit to keep my butt off the mat, but that wasn't a problem. At least normally it wasn't. This time though, the sheet I was wearing slipped off my shoulder and my tit popped out. To make it worse, it was directly under Steve's face. I could feel his breath on my nipple. Well, that is, I could until he licked it! I wanted to say something, but it tickled so much I had to concentrate to not fall down and lose. The good news is that Steve only gave it a couple of licks. The bad news is, after that he took it into his mouth! He sucked on my tit right there in front of everyone! I couldn't take it anymore and pulled away from him, which caused me to lose. But I made sure I took him out with me too. I can't believe I lost at twister, on 'right hand yellow' no less.

It was good that the game ended when it did though, as it was a quarter to midnight already. Someone poured all of us beer in champagne glasses, and of course I had my 4 shots. We counted down the last 10 seconds. When it was finally midnight, Steve and Dante were on either side of me. Steve got my new year's kiss! (Dante got my next one.)

Well diary, that's the end of yesterday. More happened, but it was after midnight, so you'll just have to wait until tomorrow to find out what happened today!