He drove the blade through the metal several more times, making the hole bigger. The jagged edges were hammered down, and then he tested the size by p...shing the end of the rope through it.Dad handed me the rope, hammer, and screwdriver. "Bobby, let's go." Where?" I told you. The waterfall. The sooner we go the sooner we'll be back."After Dad tucked the sheet of metal under his arm, pressing it to his side like a woman protecting her pocketbook, we started our trip. The waterfall was a ways. Alison had long ago noted that this attitude seemed to be a part of all really sexy people, men and women.In about ten minutes, Ken showed up. As Alison was introduced he leaned forward to give her a hug and a kiss and she responded in kind. In fact, she found she was immediately and very strongly attracted to him. Ken was about six foot with dark brown hair, worn medium short in a conventional haircut. He had eyes of almost the same deep emerald as Alison's and the usual ready smile which. “Tell me what you want.”“I want…” she started, but couldn’t finish.I wanted more than anything to just ravage her, but I held back, placing only a single finger on the inside of her thigh and running it up to the very edge of her skirt. I stopped there, but she gently pulled my hand until all five of my fingers were there, between her legs.As I exhaled again, goose bumps completely covered her neck, and I felt her wetness start to drip down onto my fingers. I felt her legs widen and her hips. ”“Well, I expect you to be on your best behavior meeting her parents and on the date. Oh, and it would be nice to know the girls name?”“Her name is Jennifer Collier.”“Now that wasn’t so hard. We’ll discuss this more on Thursday night. Now go to sleep. I’m sure you were told to meet her when her bus shows up at school. Love you.”With that, she gave me a kiss on the forehead and was gone. Though there hadn’t been mention of meeting her at the bus, I thought it would look good for me. Jumping in.