at frat parties and such. Today I chose a black, lacey cami top with a cute little heart shaped opening in a very "strategic" location (and no bra, of course). I wore my favorite skin-tight jeans and finished my look with a simple pair of black pumps complete with five-inch heels. I loved walking around the room knowing that every guy was looking at me, wanting me – and dick-head liked it too. He loved getting "caught" with my hand in his pants while we were making out. But this is now the second time he has stood me up. We were supposed to meet at this party and he didn’t even bother to show up, what a bastard. Now I was just feeling foolish, every guy in the room has checked me out at least once or