A few minutes later my phone goes off. "Would you be up for some fun later?" appears on my screen. I know what that means. It's code for can I get som... later. "Yea" I text him back. "Be ready when I get there." He replies. "Ok see you in a bit." I text back. I get up from the steps and walk in to the house. I take a shower and get dressed. I don't bother with makeup, cause I know I'll just sweat it off. After I dress I take my phone and go back outside to sit on the steps to wait. I dont have. “Why?” Carlos swallowed. “Well, mostly because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you and it’s nice to have a name to go with a fantasy.”The room was very quiet. There was a clock on the wall and if Raine could have cleared her mind, maybe she’d have heard it tick. But the whirling hurricane of thoughts in her head was uprooting every dream and insecurity she’d ever had.“A fantasy?” she asked. Half hope, half fear.“Yeah,” Carlos’s mouth curled into a smile. “What, you don’t see how I. Carly, he’s a friend of mine…a kind of close friend. He took me to my senior prom.”So she gave her cherry to this guy. He was tall, dark, and handsome. I extended my hand and said, “Gland to meet you Skip.”“Glad to meet you Carly. Bruce said you are a classmate of his at State,” “Yeah, I think I better go get dressed,” I said as I turned to go.“Wait Carly, let me tell you what Bruce and I have planned,” Marty said. I stopped to listen and she continued, “We stopped to talk to Skip on the. My wife Shellie was absolutely stunning. She was tall at five feet nine inches, she had a beautiful full mane of natural blonde hair that hung down to her bra strap in the back, and she had a very nice hourglass figure. When she turned thirty-six years old that year she was very proud of her 36-D cup breasts, her twenty-six inch waist, and her thirty-eight inch hips. Her body weight was perfect, she worked out regularly, and to top if off she had a fifteen-year-old son too. His name is Billy.It.