We both turned to see Heather's dad standing in the doorway. My cock in my hand, her ass and tits completely exposed to him as she was bent over one o... the sinks. Holy shit, I thought for what seemed like a moment frozen in time. Then he opened his mouth and just said "You might want to lock this door." Then he turned and walked out of the room. We both laughed, but my cock was still hard and throbbing. I grabbed her hips and easily slid my prick into Heather's tight, hot cunt. It was heaven.. And ... bad enough admitting to her that I was indeed still a virgin, especially at the ripe old age of twenty, but I wasn't about to admit that I was a titty-virgin too."Have you been with a lot of other girls?" she had asked as I lay there next to her, caressing her pert young breasts, dreamily so, fascinated by the sensation of actually doing that, though lying through my teeth as I answered."A few ... not many, but a few," I had told her. The last thing I wanted her to know was how. Claire caught my arm and said “ No Hospital ... no Police” repeated over and over again“Alright “I said “ ... no hospital “ The bleeding didn’t stop, I removed her tank top and I could see where the bleeding was coming from just bellow the he stomach and seems to be pretty deep knife wound. I cleaned it with water and tried to dress the wound while waiting for the doctor arrived. The doctor worked for the mob so I don’t think discretion was a problem. She was sweating profusely and I covered. Like that would happen. Ok, seriously, Tom said. A girl asked you that? Steve was grinning full-on now. NO! I mean, no. All I said was what would you&hellip, Tom started back. Yeah, Ill be damned. You lucky motherfucker. Steve ducked behind the counter to adjust what was suddenly stiffening. Coughing to clear his throat, he said, Well, first I guess she has to audition. Tom, skeptical, Audition? Steve continued. Yeah. Audition. Show you what shes got. How are you supposed to sell it if you.