"I've never done this before," I whispered as our lips parted briefly."Me either, it's magical," she said. Her tongue came out and danced in the corne...s of my mouth before preceding her lips in coupling with mine again. "Let's take our shirts off," she whispered."But, my mom and dad..." They never bother us, and always knock. Help me..." she lifted her arms and I raised her tee off her arms. She removed mine and unclasped my bra."Are you sure, mai-rabu...?" I felt an almost dizzy weakness as. After theusual platitudes she showed me the dresses she bought for me (actuallyfor Carol).The first was a pearl colored one, sleeveless, with a little bow at thethroat, the ends hung down almost to the above the knees hem.The second was a light blue one with tank top, snug at the bodice andwaist and a slight flared skirt, this came with a velour bolero typejacket.The third was the prettiest; at least I thought it was the prettiest. Itwas knee length with a belted waist, had short puffy sleeves. ”“So what? If we don’t get it done in time to send them out tomorrow morning, we’ll send them out the day after tomorrow.”“I like things to be on schedule.”“If we had blueprints for these hunks of junk, then it would have been no problem getting everything done on time. We’d have had all of the parts built before you stole the trucks.”“That’s not my fault.”“Nobody is blaming anybody. For a Hammer, this is normal. You never know what you’re getting into until you get into it.”“I’ve still got to. " "Brenda, I don't like them," I said. My mouth is stilltwisted from the taste. "Dave, I don't give a shit what you like," Brenda said. "Fromnow on, love me, love my tampons. Now, here's your next course. You've earned it. I'll just stay to see you get started." She set down a plate, fish in a kind of cream sauce, and somemashed potatoes with brown gravy. The cream sauce is cloudy andrunny, not creamy at all, and I hate fish, but what the hell. .