When I turned back around Lyla took hold of my shirt collar and pulled my face down to hers. She kissed me with an intense passion which I immediately...reciprocated. The two of us let minutes go by neither of us wanted to end the dance our tongues we participating in. Still the human need of oxygen overcame us and our lips parted. ‘Damn, I’ve wanted to do that a day.’ She said after taking a moment to breathe, ‘Too bad teachers have to be proper the school day.’ I laughed as I thought back to us. The next week I meet up with John and Mary so I could get Mary's approval. She was hot. I'm thinking, "The hell with John, I want Mary!". Well things went good and I got Mary's approval for John and I to play. Now I'm really getting excited and nervous. First, I've never been with a man before and thinking about if Mary was going to be there with John and I just made it that more exciting and much more nervous.We scheduled our first get together for the following Friday. For the rest of the. I finally arrived at the carefully chosen ally and drove down it 100 yards. This was in the heart of the worst part of the Southside, deep in gang territory and within a block or so of homeless shelters and a drug addiction detox. She and I were likely the only white people in 10 miles.I parked and saw the trash can was right where I had been told it was, in a side ook off the main ally. It was perfect. Getting out and reaching in the back I dragged Zandie out my her hair. She was easy to lead. Chuck didn't think of me as one of the guys. Whatever he did for me was because I was his half-brother and, on her deathbed, Mother asked him to watch out for me.He and I are not alike. Chuck's seven years older. He's a big, burly, outdoor type who owns a construction company. I'm shorter and slightly built. Chuck employs me as his office manager while I get my master's degree. His face would be called ruggedly masculine. My face is pretty. Not handsome. Pretty.To top it off, there are our.