” “I don’t remember you objecting,” said Maggie. “I don’t remember you objecting, either,” I snapped back, maybe a little harshly. Maggi... just responded quietly, “Touché.” I thought about what Maggie had said. I asked, “When you started to say something just now, what were you going to say?” After a few moments, she replied. “I don’t want to argue about it, we had an interesting time; memorable, fun, maybe, although not in the way I was expecting. I like Kat, I knew that she could be a little. “I hate that name!”“You hate your name?”“No, I hate being called Becky!” Jack gave her a curious look and she continued, “It’s a kid’s name!”“So, what do you want to be called? I think Queen of the Living Dead is already taken.”“Becca, that’s what my friends in school call me. Only old people call me Becky.”Jack scratched his head. “Okay, Becca. I can feel the years peeling off as I say that.”“You know what I mean. So, where are we going?”“We are just going to walk in the summer sunlight and. Then his hands slipped inside my knickers and pulled them down between my legs. I stepped out of them for him and he looked up at my cunt. We could both smell it now, the heat of my reaction to him.I was now naked for Steve and I looked at the bed.Did he want me on it, over the end or on all fours? I would soon find out!naught sex with a naughty guyI climbed onto his bed and asked him blunt how he wanted me?I slipped my legs open for him an lay back across his bed, looking at his erect cock,. Iwasn't going to talk to Mother about Jack's penis size. But the emotionalbaggage this was starting to create was now becoming a problem. Why? Youmay ask. Prom! Jack's a senior and people start talking about prom anddresses and dates pretty early on in the school year. If you're not a'couple' by Christmas, then the pickins' become a little small. I guess Ididn't really think about prom and dating and all that until after I'dbeen out with Jack, but once that happened, I guess in the back of.