"Have you decided?" A young man's voice came from over Kaylee's shoulder and she jerked, her arm hitting his hands and knocking his pad and pen out of...them."Oh, God, I'm sorry," she said, hiding her face in her hands. She counted to ten and then looked up at Gabe from under the thick fan of her lashes.She heard Dean snort from behind her and wanted to turn and glare at him, but didn't. She wasn't supposed to know him. She was supposed to be here on a romantic evening out with her boyfriend, not. "But it didn't happen. When I was wearing a jacket, he saw dried bloodstains of it. Damn, I was so stupid. He asked about them."Well, I lost my balance and hit on ice yesterday," I lied."And it wasn't related to your earlier collapse in school, was it?" heasked looking me in the eyes."No, it was related to fact that Greg is an idiot." After all, I fellbecause of him and I was still angry on him, so it would soundconvincingly.My dad sighed."I would like you to stay home and rest, sunshine," he. I think I was 12 when I had my first orgasm, wearing these beautiful clothes. Towards the end of that summer I got even more daring and would wear these clothes outside while delivering the papers, actually hoping a man would see me and make me do things with him.. I could imagine him pulling me close to him, kissing me roughly, taking my small girlish hand and making me stroke his hard cock through his jeans. Once he was all hot and bothered, he would push me down to my knees and tell me to. So it was no surprise that the torrent of foul mouthed obscenities which poured forth from your mouth like the budding anger of Pompeii continued for quite a while as your audience waited and watched until you ran out of steam to fuel your rant and finally give in and ask even though your throat was sore from yelling a moment ago "What the hell do you want and what the fuck is...that?"Turning towards the window the two of you behold the mailman scribbling a message backwards a crossed the once.