"Are you sure, June? I really want to take you to the dance and the beach and show you a good time. I didn't mean to sound so authoritative. You look really sexy, but too sexy for the dance. The look you are wearing is such a come-on look that I'd end up in a fight with some of the other men. Don't you want to belong to just me?"

"Is that what you're wearing tonight, June?"

"Yes, I plan to wear these red velvet slacks, red sheer top and blue suede shoes, Jim."

"Go inside and change into something else. I'm not going to the dance with you in that hooker's outfit. I hate the color red."

"But, Jim, I bought this outfit special just to wear with you tonight," she replied as she tossed her long auburn hair back from her face. Her piercing blue eyes showed her anger. I thought you would enjoy the fit of the skin tight pants and the cutout pattern on the blouse. It's sexy but not like a hooker's outfit."

"I told you I like it when you go without a bra when you're with me, but I don't want you to look like you work in the red light district. If I want someone that looks like that, that's where I'll go."

"I don't like you telling me not to wear this. We just started dating a couple of months ago, and already we're arguing about what I should wear. Maybe I just won't go."

"Come on, June, go change, and I'll show you a good time. After the dance we'll go for a drive to Manhattan Beach and walk along the water. We could go for drinks first. The moon is so romantic on a June night."

"What about low-rider blue satin slacks and a low-cut blue sweater top, and I'll go braless?"

"I like you to go braless only when you're hanging around with me. That blue outfit sounds great for the dance."

Jim, an accountant, had a tall, hard body that towered several inches above June. He had striking black, wavy hair and green eyes which June found so attractive and sexy.

June tried to resist giving in to Jim's demand, but he had such a convincing way about him.

"All this fuss and we'll end up getting there late, and I really like the Misfits band that is playing there tonight. I'll hurry and be right out."

"It'll take half an hour for me to drive to the dance. The longer we stand here arguing, the later we'll be. I really want you to have a nice time. I just want you to look really nice. Why don't you wear the blue outfit you mentioned, but wear a bra?"

"You're turning me into a prude. My last boyfriend enjoyed showing off my body, and he never acted like I was dressing like a hooker."

"June, I just want to protect you. I don't think you realize that the guys talk about girls that wear red outfits like. I really like you."

"Let's just forget about it, Jim. I'm going out like this to meet some of my friends at the Blue Lagoon. I don't feel like going out with you to the dance anymore. I've had enough of your orders. Go to hell!"

"Are you sure, June? I really want to take you to the dance and the beach and show you a good time. I didn't mean to sound so authoritative. You look really sexy, but too sexy for the dance. The look you are wearing is such a come-on look that I'd end up in a fight with some of the other men. Don't you want to belong to just me?"

Jim put his arms around June's waist as she stood on tiptoe, and he gazed into her eyes. He bent down to kiss her on the lips and she responded warmly.

"Okay, Jim, but you need to realize that my major is fashion, and I like to wear the latest styles. We're both only twenty years old, and we should be enjoying ourselves. But we'll do things your way tonight. I'm used to flashier clothes and men though."

As June returned, Jim held his breath as he took in her shapely body and beautiful, round breasts that were partly revealed in the top of the sweater. Her blue slacks were skin tight. He struggled to control himself from touching her immediately. He was so turned on.

"You're really special to me. I'm really falling hard for you."

"Flattery will get you everywhere. Come on, let's go. I want to catch the band's first number."

Jim opened the car door for June, and they sped away in the car. Half an hour later, they entered the Blue Lagoon and seated themselves at a table near the band.

After ordering, the waiter brought June's Sloe Gin Fizz and Jim's Black Russian.

"I'd really like to dance now, Jim."

"Yeah, sure. Let's go."

For the next two hours, Jim and June danced nearly every number. Their bodies felt hot together when they danced to the slow songs.

"I'm getting really turned on by you, June. Are you ready to go to the beach now? I'd love to walk and talk to you."

"Yeah, sure. It's getting really hot here, and this must be the band's last number."

After the drive to the beach, Jim escorted June from the car, and they walked along the beach. When they reached the shoreline, he turned to June and pulled her close to him and kissed her parted lips. I want to see more of you, June. He pulled a pre-engagement ring from a box in his pocket and handed it to June.

"Wow, what's this for? It's not even my birthday!"

"It's a pre-engagement ring, June. I want you to consider marrying me eventually after you finish school. I'm in love with you. I don't want you going out with anyone else."

"I feel the same way. I'd love to wear your ring."

Jim kissed June passionately, and his hand roamed her chest for a fleeting moment. He had forgotten they were outside.

"I'm sorry, June. I shouldn't have done that. I forgot we were outside for a moment," he said as he gazed down into her eyes. His eyes then replored her tiny waist and chest.

"That's okay. Your touch feels so good, I could hardly have stopped you, and I'm really turned on by your kiss."

Your kisses are so sweet. The full moon looks so romantic when you're with me. I could kiss you all night."

They kissed and felt the sensation of each other bodies growing hot. The water splashing on the nearby rocks and the smell of the ocean created a sensual background.

"Let's head back to the car, June."

When they arrived back at June's house, Jim said, "I really love you and want to marry you one day. I feel so good when we're together."

"I do too, Jim. Good night now," she said as she kissed him.

Jim watched her outline as she entered her house. He had never felt so in love with anyone before. He knew he had to allow her some freedom and gently pull in the reigns. He drove home knowing that she would give herself completely to him one day and be his wife. He yearned for their future ahead.