Tiff towers over the other girls in her town, as the tallest in her class, without heels. Getting ready for Winter Formal has gotten her all worked up, and her date is about to arrive to pick her up for the dance. Her makeup and hair are perfected, she's perfumed and powdered, but her inconveniently-timed erection is about to make her late. She's stepped out of the tight little silvery number she plans to wear tonight, while she figures out how to take care of her raging hard-on without making a mess of the dress, or the bathroom. Tiffany remembers her purse, sitting on the countertop, and the camera her mother insisted she bring to capture the occasion... Well, she did say to take a lot of pictures, didn't she!? Tiff decided if she ended up keeping her date waiting, the picture would explain everything. Her cock was quite the icebreaker.