“Keep them,” she said with a smile. “Maybe next timeI’ll give you another pair.”She held out her hand. Ethan didn’... know what to dowith the panties and stuffed them in his pocket. Hisdick no longer ached and was finally getting soft, butit was sticky with their come. He put his hand in hersand she led him back to the picnic table.Darien and Maria were making out. High over their headswas a street lamp that gave off an eerie orange glow.They broke apart when. Mark and I looked at each other for a moment, before Mark answered, "Sure... I mean, yes please."She ushered us into the kitchen and handed us each a warm chocolate chip cookie, fresh from the oven; still soft and deliciously gooey."So where did you boys meet Paul?" She asked as we munched on the cookies."At the park." I answered. We had been playing a game of football when one of the kids had to go, leaving the sides uneven. Paul had been standing off to the side watching silently, so we. Then she came to me and told you cheat why did you turn and you saw me pissing. I said I am sorry but I was uncontrollable I just wanted to see your pussy.She was smiling and then she said you saw my pussy its now your turn to show me your dick. I was shocked listing her words then I said you are kidding. She replied she is serious that she needs to see my dick. I then told her if she wanna look she can take it by herself.So to my surprise she came close to me pulled down my track pant and then. Cotton's hands knew Lucy Jane's breasts. His mouth knew hers and the soft, white heat of her neck. And he knew there was a time or two or three as they petted in the front seat of his father's pickup on a dark and lonely country road that Lucy Jane's virginal resolve had crumbled and all he needed to do was lay her back to receive her eager surrender.He didn't. Boys like Cotton didn't push girls like Lucy Jane to go all the way. In places like Flatland, those were the rules. Each night they.