Her eyes got a little softer, and she still looked real good in the moonlight. I liked it when she panted, cause her boobs were heaving."Ryan?" she sa...d in a little voice – real quiet. "Please don't be mad." Ryan? I really like you a lot and ... well ... I'm still a virgin back there."That got Mr. Meat's attention. She was ass-cherry?"Ryan?" I still hadn't said anything. I was now hard again and still hadn't gotten off. Maybe I could score a touchdown!"Ryan?" There was that small voice again.. He approached the bag slowlyas if it was a threat. Wearing those clothes would be an embrace offemininity, an acceptance of something he wanted to defy. Evelyn was abit taller than he is now so her pants wouldn't do. Inside, the itemthat best fit was a black skirt and a cream colored blouse. It wasprofessional attire for work. The skirt reached just above the knee andhad a slit that exposed a bit of leg. Hugging his curves, it restrictedeach step making his legs spring together as he walked.. Cocktail waitressing paid better tips anddancing better still.He had even faced the fact that his mother had slept with men formoney when he and she had most needed it. Just that, in fact, hadbeen the precipitating event that had led to their leavingAmanda's."No whore is any daughter of mine," Amanda had said in one of herdrunken, self-pitying rages.It was no virtue but Barbie had managed to keep her amateurstatus, lying with men for money only when she had needed to payutilities, get her car. She said nothing. Staying focused on using the towels to try to dry off my wet shorts.She sat up when done from drying my shorts, Said, I think I have them dry now, sir. I said ‘O Tom ko’u inoa, (My name is Tom) not sir.Tom, ‘O Lacenta ko’u inoa, she replied.My growth responded to her being so close with throbbing movements. As I looked at her I saw her eyes move, looking at itShe uttered, it looks like something else needs to be taken care, Can I take care of it for you? WOW!I thought.