“And what would that be?” I finally asked.“Coach Braun and I both not only want to fuck your girlfriend Betsy and Miss Emerson, we both want to ...uck you,” Mr. Evans replied.“Hey, wait a minute, fucking Betsy and Miss Emerson is one thing, but no way are you guys going to fuck me,” I responded.“Okay, Mr. Hotshot, those are my terms. I guess I will have to call a press conference to announce that Middleburg High School’s star athlete Roy Blane is being barred from further participation in. I was startled when I heard the front door open and it took me severalseconds for the clouds of pleasure to leave my head and for me to realisewhat was happening. I panicked as I heard my Aunt's heels clickingacross the marble hallway floor. Instead of throwing on my discardedclothes and trying to hide, my startled brain decided I should remove theincriminating articles of clothing. I was torn by the need for urgency,as I heard my Aunt begin to ascend the stairs leading to the bedroom,. She...is still there next to me. With every breath, I take in the oxygen that sustains my life, and I take in the fragrance that sustains my imagination.I imagine again the softness of her lips as she gives me two tentative and gentle kisses on my cheek.I imagine again the feel of her arms around my body, as she holds me tightly against her.I imagine again the taste of her kiss. The kiss that betrays the soul within and its intent. The kiss that cannot possibly be our first kiss, on the first. As she glided along, the skirt's flare bobbled, floated and rustledseductively in tandem with the rest of her body and lingerie, her tenderkiss and cool satin fingers luring Jason from his half slumber."Time to get up sweetheart. I have a little surprise for you," Margaretwhispered as she leant over Jason, her fragrance and lipstick kissinstantly bringing him out of a deep erotic reverie involving goodnessknew what."Go to the bathroom and come and join me in the other room."Five minutes later,.