It’s Saturday night and here I was at a party with my girlfriend, Iris. We barely knew anybody there as it was a friend of a friend of a friend’s party that Iris got invited to. I’m not really into the party scene; I mostly like to hang out in smaller groups, and am mostly a fan of one on one time with friends, and especially Iris. How I landed her I’ll never know. She’s about 5 foot nothing and packed full of energy and fun, always coming up with creative date ideas and different things to do. Nevermind the fact that she is an absolute babe. Iris has long flowing blonde hair with a little streak of purple through it, rocks a sweet pair of B-cups and has quite the nice round ass, which of course is always fun to grab a squeeze of real quick. On this night in particular she was wearing her nicest red top with thin black vertical stripes running up it, along with some blue jeans. Me being the slob that I am came dressed in my nicest Iron Maiden shirt and some older black jeans. I basically looked like a Maiden roadie. Fuck you, Maiden is awesome. Plus on this night I was DD, so I basically cared about as much as the writers of Heroes did after the first season.