She skipped over to the couch, almost giddy with excitement at the prospect of finally living out her fantasy. It was taking Ryan a minute to find the...key.Although Ginger's mother had said that she was "leaving the key with Mr. Rynolds," that wasn't entirely accurate. Ryan, and her mother had been fucking on, and off for almost three years now. When Ginger had gotten back from spending two weeks, and her fifteenth birthday at her cousin Tammy's, that was when she knew they were doing it. After. " I smiled as I said that. My Mom smiled also. My Mom was a beautiful woman, I'm not sexually attracted to her or anything. But I do love her, she's a perfect woman in my opinion. Sweet, kind, nice. She was beautiful on the inside, and on the outside. Even though she was in her early 40's, she still looks better than the MILF's from the Internet. Her light blonde hair, blue eyes made everyone think Dad was lucky to get her. I'm lucky to have her. I wish... well I shouldn't be wishing or. It took me a minute to recognise her as Julie, Audrey's friend from the party."Hello...Julie is it?" I asked opening the door. "You remembered!" she said bouncing up and down in an obvious attempt to make her boobs jiggle. "Audrey meant to give you this but she forgot." Julie said handing me a script. "You...um...alone?" Julie asked looking at me. It took me a moment to realise I was only in a towel. "Oh man...let me throw something on." "Oh no, that's fine." she said. "If it means anything. ."I don't think so," I told him."Then dance with me and make me miserable. C'mon Sharl, Dave is dancing with Melissa. You dance with other boys." But you and I were an item once, Peter -- a long time ago." Before you were a cheerleader." Before I had boobs, he meant."If it was only a dance, I might. But you want the past back, and it's gone. I'm Dave's girl now. Find your own." C'mon Sharl. All I asked you for was a dance. Do I have to beg?" Please don't. You know I hate that." Peter's begging.