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done with the first one.â
As I downed the rest of my first can, I looked over my shoulder into the back seat. At first I couldnât see anything. Then I realized that both of them were lying down. I understood why North hadnât wanted to bring his truck. No back seat.
That left me alone in the front with Colleen, who had moved even closer to me. She finished her second beer, tossing the empty can out the window. I wondered how North would handle it if she asked him for a third. He seemed to have his hands full. The sounds Ronda was making now were more like gasps than giggles.
However, Colleen took my can out of my hand and raised it to her lips. She smiled at me as she had a few swigs. Then she set it down on the floor, raised her head, and closed her eyes. I got the idea.
Kissing Colleen was an experience. I had kissed girls before, but none of them had responded with as much enthusiasm as she did. She gave it all she had, including her tongue. Bump. I had to remind myself to breathe. She was sucking the air out of me. And believe me, I needed air.
After a while, she started squirming around. I sort of thought touching her breast wouldnât be a move that she would object to. But when I put my hand on her pullover, she reached up and took it. I figured she would push it away, but I was wrong.
She moved it down and under her top.
That was when I learned why she hadnât looked so big after changing her clothes. She had taken off her bra.
Bump. Big bump.
Plan ahead. A good motto.
I hadnât planned any of this. But she had.
I just went where she took me, and once I started I just hung on with both hands and enjoyed it. She found something to hold too.
Believe me, it was a great ride.
chapter ten
I WAS FEELING pretty wired by the time I got home. It was a good thing that I remembered to clean out the back seat after I pulled the car into the garage. I could imagine what Susanâs reaction would be if she saw not only empty beer cans but a used condom on the floor. North apparently had an even better night than I had.
I didnât want to toss all that stuff into our garbage can, because my Dad might see it, so I stuffed everything into a garbage bag and put it in the trunk. I could get rid of it later.
Dad was still up, reading. Wouldnât you know that on the one night when I wanted to come in quietly, heâd feel like talking? âOut pretty late, champ,â he said.
âYeah, I, uh, met some people at the game and we hung out,â I said.
âI hope hanging out didnât include drinking andâ¦.â He didnât finish.
I knew what he meant. Drinking and driving. âNo, we went to somebodyâs house and played video games,â I told him. I really felt guilty. I hated lying to my Dad, but one of the things he was really strong on was drinking and driving. And really, I barely had the one beer. I was pretty sure getting wacked off by Colleen got rid of any alcohol in my system.
âBy the way,â he said, âwho came out on top?â
I blinked, because at first I thought he meant me and Colleen. Then I realized he was talking about football. âThe other team,â I said. âIâm supposed to write an article about it.â
âDonât let your schoolwork take second place to the newspaper,â he told me. âI know how that can be.â He thinks that if heâd gone on to get a doctorate or something, heâd be something more than a business writer. Maybe, but then he couldnât stay home and work.
âI wonât,â I promised. I had a lot more things to think about than either the newspaper or my schoolwork. Such as when would I be going out with Colleen again.
The next day, I woke up and looked at the cell phone on the table next to my bed. I had asked Colleen for her cell number last night, and she gave it to me. Should I call her? Was it too soon? I looked at the time. 6:30. Yeah, probably
As I downed the rest of my first can, I looked over my shoulder into the back seat. At first I couldnât see anything. Then I realized that both of them were lying down. I understood why North hadnât wanted to bring his truck. No back seat.
That left me alone in the front with Colleen, who had moved even closer to me. She finished her second beer, tossing the empty can out the window. I wondered how North would handle it if she asked him for a third. He seemed to have his hands full. The sounds Ronda was making now were more like gasps than giggles.
However, Colleen took my can out of my hand and raised it to her lips. She smiled at me as she had a few swigs. Then she set it down on the floor, raised her head, and closed her eyes. I got the idea.
Kissing Colleen was an experience. I had kissed girls before, but none of them had responded with as much enthusiasm as she did. She gave it all she had, including her tongue. Bump. I had to remind myself to breathe. She was sucking the air out of me. And believe me, I needed air.
After a while, she started squirming around. I sort of thought touching her breast wouldnât be a move that she would object to. But when I put my hand on her pullover, she reached up and took it. I figured she would push it away, but I was wrong.
She moved it down and under her top.
That was when I learned why she hadnât looked so big after changing her clothes. She had taken off her bra.
Bump. Big bump.
Plan ahead. A good motto.
I hadnât planned any of this. But she had.
I just went where she took me, and once I started I just hung on with both hands and enjoyed it. She found something to hold too.
Believe me, it was a great ride.
chapter ten
I WAS FEELING pretty wired by the time I got home. It was a good thing that I remembered to clean out the back seat after I pulled the car into the garage. I could imagine what Susanâs reaction would be if she saw not only empty beer cans but a used condom on the floor. North apparently had an even better night than I had.
I didnât want to toss all that stuff into our garbage can, because my Dad might see it, so I stuffed everything into a garbage bag and put it in the trunk. I could get rid of it later.
Dad was still up, reading. Wouldnât you know that on the one night when I wanted to come in quietly, heâd feel like talking? âOut pretty late, champ,â he said.
âYeah, I, uh, met some people at the game and we hung out,â I said.
âI hope hanging out didnât include drinking andâ¦.â He didnât finish.
I knew what he meant. Drinking and driving. âNo, we went to somebodyâs house and played video games,â I told him. I really felt guilty. I hated lying to my Dad, but one of the things he was really strong on was drinking and driving. And really, I barely had the one beer. I was pretty sure getting wacked off by Colleen got rid of any alcohol in my system.
âBy the way,â he said, âwho came out on top?â
I blinked, because at first I thought he meant me and Colleen. Then I realized he was talking about football. âThe other team,â I said. âIâm supposed to write an article about it.â
âDonât let your schoolwork take second place to the newspaper,â he told me. âI know how that can be.â He thinks that if heâd gone on to get a doctorate or something, heâd be something more than a business writer. Maybe, but then he couldnât stay home and work.
âI wonât,â I promised. I had a lot more things to think about than either the newspaper or my schoolwork. Such as when would I be going out with Colleen again.
The next day, I woke up and looked at the cell phone on the table next to my bed. I had asked Colleen for her cell number last night, and she gave it to me. Should I call her? Was it too soon? I looked at the time. 6:30. Yeah, probably
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