Jeff sits quietly in the nook in the kitchen, reading Phillip Jose Farmer’s ‘The Lovers’. To any other child, everyone would be saying that the ...ook is too advanced, too adult for a twelve-year-old. If anyone had presumed to tell Jeff what to read, he would most probably have read the book faster, finishing before anyone could take action. Dad, having already accomplished the most important task of packing the cooler with ice, soft drinks and PBR, is now struggling out to the front stoop with. Sasha pushes John back until he is prostrate on the bed and she straddles John’s body and pulls his arms to the side. John is befuddled but is passive against Sasha’s clear will to dictate what is to occur. When Sasha pulls out the first cotton tie from under the pillow and wraps it firmly about John’s wrist with two quick wraps and a knot he has a sharp intake of breath and his eyes fly wide in shock. Sasha almost giggles as she takes in John’s stunned reaction, but she quickly pulls his other. “Yes. You look pretty damn sexy.” “I do,” she said. “Oh, thank you, mister. I like looking sexy and it’s interesting that you’re here.” “Really. What’s so interesting?” “Cause I always wondered what I’d do if a stranger showed up and I was home alone.” “Well, I’m a stranger. How about letting me in?” I asked. “You’re making my cock hard.” She looked down and could see the bulge in my jeans through the screen door. “Oh, my, I don’t know what to do. Talking to you is making me so horny and I do. . my wife went to see the manager but she's been gone a long time and I'm getting concerned. Waiter.... do not worry sir the manager is a very busy man he has his hand full at the moment. she is probably waiting for him to finish some business I'm sure she will be back with you shortly. Steven.... ok I'll give it a bit longer can you direct me to the toilets. The waiter gives some complicated directions and point towards the kitchens. Steven walks into the building which is dark completely.