"On Friday I'm eighteen and I'm out of here!" Lucy warned, "So stuff your MINI!" Or a VW Golf?" he offered."Is it black with it got a ten inch cock?" ...he asked nastily."No, it's red and it's a motor car," he explained."Then it hardly qualifies does it?" she snapped."Geoffrey's coming over later," he tried, although he couldn't understand why their erstwhile next door neighbour's son should continue to visit when Lucy was so horrible to him."Oh great," she said sarcastically, "Tell him sod off,. ”So, what do we use? Saran Wrap? Doesn’t work, I know,”as she joined my laughter.“No, we use these.” Saying this, Marty opened the drawerto her bed side table. “You might have forgotten them; Ididn’t.” Triumphantly, she held up a box of condoms.“Hey,” I exclaimed. “My favourite brand!”“Are they really?”“Well, no. But they’ll work, won’t they?”“Yeah…and they taste nice. Lori put out drinks in an ice chest that was built into the counter, and packed some ice around them to keep them all cool.“Wow, Lori, this is a really neat boat,” I said. “We could go away for a few days on this, couldn’t we?”“It’s not bad,” she replied. “Although Dad wants to replace it after we get back from up the coast, he wants something a little larger, with more powerful engines, and more room below. This one’s ok for two or three people overnight, but any more than that it really gets. I turned back and forth like I was fighting her, but I really loved every second of it.Suddenly, with her superior weight and strength, she turned me around, took my arm pulling it back and upward in a hammerlock, while she held my own firm ass cheeks up close against her thighs. "Okay! You're hurting me!" I said."Are you sorry you called me a tart?", she asked. I giggled. "I'm sorry." She released me, hugged me to her and slapped my butt several times, stinging slaps, but her delicious breasts.