"This the Unmarried women's dorm," he points but makes no move to go down.I give him a tired look and ask. "What, more rules?"This time he does not bl...sh as he clears his throat. "Ah no, it is not polite to enter unless you are invited." Oh. Well come one down," I invite him. "I will never find Gwen without your help," I step up to the hatch and start sliding down the ladder. Not as fast as my last trip and with more grace.I land with a thump at the bottom. Saul is right behind me taking one. " I said."I'd like that. My name is Triffy. Here's my number. Call me when you're finished getting pop corn for Barbra." She said."My name is Tim, maybe another time Triffy," I said.I brought the pop corn and coke back to Barbra. She snuggled up with me and asked. "Didn't you want anything?" Want anything what?" I asked."Didn't you want a snack? She said, seeming puzzled."Oh, I just didn't think of it." I replied.Smiling seductively, she said. "I'm willing to share."She then gazed into my eyes. Since she had moved into the neighborhood at the beginning of 7th grade whenever she walked down the street Old Man Reynolds dog would stock the fence and bark incessantly. It freaked her out so much when she was younger she hadn’t walked down the street for a whole year. Sarah thought about taking the longer way for a moment, but remembered her aunt would be waiting for her and she couldn’t quench her excitement to potentially get her first phone. Sarah's mind filled with thoughts of showing. Haha!"He was just turning nineteen. Maybe a bit old to have a babysitter. But his parents had found him masturbating several times, and his mother had discovered a pair of her stockings and panties under his mattress once. And then there was the incident at school,recently, where he had been found with a female student, who was in the process of smearing his face in her shit, with her ass cheeks!They didnt like leaving him alone now, not even for a moment.They were looking into a private school.