"No, that's not what I'm saying," Andy said quickly. "I'm saying that your friends probably should be made aware of the fact that the guys they're goi...g with might have some ideas similar to the jerks in the pickup truck. You can call them if you want and I'll take you and drop you off if you want."Regan grabbed the phone again and dialed."It's me again," she said. "The guy I was telling you about knows where the party is. He says it's a make out party. I just wanted you to know. I don't have a. "What's going on, Lucky? Why you here?" Got a call about a prostitute working out here. Caller said she was from this truck. Even gave your tag number." A prostitute?! Are you serious? I think there's a mistake about that. Just me and Deek and Debbie here. Just got a sandwich and a soda. I was about to go back in for some smokes when you pulled up."He looked us over, me especially. I looked like a whore, I smelled like a whore and I think he knew I was a whore, but his old high school friend. His lips were the softest I had ever kissed. We kissed slowly with my hands holding his face and running my fingers through his hair. Zach stopped to climb on top of me and started kissing me again. Delicately placing kisses down my neck which sent a rush through my entire body. He was beginning to moan in pleasure which turned me on even more.“That feels so good,” I whispered. Still kissing my neck, his hand traced down my stomach and under my t-shirt. Squeezing my tit in his hand, rolling my. I was tired but still went to peep inside. Aunty pissed in him and also kissed him to a good morning. She found me in the hallway when she was about to leave for the jog. I was still wondering what happened last night when I fucked her. Aunty explored the entire house and finally came with the report. “Just not bad for a starter, though some corners are left dusty, but I would ensure your perfection with the disciplining later on. For the meantime take this.” She handed me the key with a smile..