I want to see if that redhead is still there." Why would you do that?" Because I don't care much for the party that is going on here." You don't like ... party that's going on at your own house?" Go around back and look in the family room window and you'll see the answer to that one."She went around the side of the house and instead of getting in my car and leaving I got curious about how Stacey would take what she saw so I followed her. She was standing on the top step and looking in the window. She tends to butt her way into everyone's business for the sake of knowing things she doesn't need to know and constantly feels the need to make every conversation uncomfortable. I'm used to it by now, although any visitor of the house needs to be warned in advance. Now you'd think that due to her overly social nature that she'd be able to go out, right? Well, you would be wrong. She's absolutely terrified of strangers. Due to this, she has to be home schooled by none other than my father.. He knew it was only a last-second Hail Mary, with a slim chance of success, but he knew he had to do something. He knew they couldn’t be in any kind of contact, that would only muddy things up even more. But if he’d just flat walked out without that date on the calendar, then his slim prospects were less than zero.Over the following months, Chili busied himself as much as possible. He worked long hours and filled his spare time with numerous activities. He dated a couple times but both were. I lookedup at Jena's face. She was looking back at me."I don't think you are in me," she said awkwardly.I stopped and looked down. I was in her."I'm in," I said."Oh," Jena grimaced, "I just couldn't feel you. Go ahead, try again."I went through the same process only to see that look on her face again."Maybe we should try another position," she suggested.When I pulled out, I was soft."Sorry," I apologized."Don't be," Jena said. "I can get you hard again."She took me into her mouth and worked her.