Here, sit on the couch."Lana sat on the plush velvet couch gingerly, her eyes scanning the expanse of the room. It was incredibly neat. Neater than he... sitting room. Her eyes paused on a picture sitting on his windowsill. It was his family -Detective Bertson, Mrs. Bertson, Rebecca, and him. They made such a comely family. "Wow, your family looks great in that picture," Lana croaked out.He smiled, and those dimples formed again. "Thanks." OK, so I think you know why I'm here. I'm sorry for. The next couple of days were relaxing. Spending as much time with Jessica as possible until Saturday evening. After dinner she got ready for her date and asked me if I was okay with spending the night alone here since they were going to be out late and might spend the night at John's. I told her I have no problem with it at all, insisting that she have a good time. Thanking me with a big smile she rushed to get ready before he picked her up. Myself, I went and got a pajama suit on to relax in.. She seemed to be struggling to carry the tray of soups and I kindly carried them to the table for her. With all the soup distributed I sat down again. Lucy thanked me and returned to the kitchen. I watched her as she walked away, my eyes instinctively fixing themselves on her ass. She soon reappeared with extra bread rolls, a token of thanks for the help. However, as she placed the plate on the table, her elbow ‘accidentally’ knocked over my soup bowl directly onto my lap. My face contorted as. “it’s just that I haven’t been with anyone and I don’t know if guys find me attractive or not.” I reassured Betty she was a very beautiful and sexually attractive young lady. “How old are you?” I asked. “I just turned eighteen a month ago,” Betty replied, before she added, “I just wish guys would do more than stare at me.” “Maybe,” I replied, “They’re intimidated by your good looks and charm.” I stayed quiet as we approached the Texas-Oklahoma State line. Betty stared out the window in.