?Yeah, I like fun?? was all I managed to reply.We were outside my apartment now and I found myself not wanting to say goodbye to Mark. ?So? would you ...ike my number?? I suggested, flashing him my wickedest Marilyn grin. ?Hmmm?? he playfully hesitated, until we both burst out laughing. ?Oh, fuck it? I said suddenly deciding ?Why don’t you come in for a coffee??.?If by coffee you mean a nice chilled bottle of Rose? he said smirking. I giggled back ?Ok, but only the one bottle, and then I’ll throw. At least the grown-ups won’t see the writings on me.I walked back down stairs and gave mom and dad a hug. At least they wouldn’t smell all the sex I had today, especially having dog cock on my breath. Then, we went to the back yard with them to help set up the picnic table and get the grill ready for a cookout.We had just finished getting things ready when the others showed up. Mom and dad got all the adults a drink and asked if we wanted anything. We each got a soda and Mandy said, “Mom, do. Jack Oliver was one of the most successful authors of the country. Jack insisted that they moved to Love City, because it was ‘so peaceful and quiet’. Kevin sat in front of his computer. Doing nothing. He turned down the music, closed the web browser and got away from his desk. He was going to do something. Exactly what, he wasn’t sure. But it was going to be something good. Cindy Oliver was quite an attractive girl. ‘Cute’ as described by fellow classmates. She was always with friends- either. Naturally, I wanted desperately to have my fantasy fuelled with more detail. However, I stopped short of replying. My conscience had got the better of me and though I continued to encourage responses from others, I resolved to leave it there and just keep it as my fantasy. My big mistake though had been to post Jackies pictures – 20 of them and I was soon to be regretting it! Our computer had developed a recurring fault it would suddenly freeze and we had to turn off and restart. This was fine.