Can I have your phone number?" Steve asked me and I nodded."Give me your math book."He had his seventh grade algebra book handy and I opened the front...cover, writing my name and phone number on the inside of it."Hey, you're gonna get me in trouble!" He laughed."I hope so!" I grinned and felt a little funny inside. "This Monica..." I licked my lips. "Did you and her ever, um ... You know..." I didn't know why I was being so coy all of a sudden. Sorta rude too, getting personal like that."What?. There was a tap on the door which I left slightly open, and the counterguy came in. He told me he was locking up, and wanted to know if I wanted a blowjob. I said sure, and he reached down and stroked my cock for a few then git on his knees and took me in his mouth and started licking and sucking my cock. He was really good, and I knew I wouldn't last long before shooting my load. Suddenly he stopped and told me to follow him. We went to another room wherethere was a couch, and a large screen. "You've reached Jim, Donna and Matthew. We're not home right now, but it you'd like to lea-" She hung up and dialed, Donna's cell. Again there were three rings before the voicemail kicked in. "Hey, this is, Donna. Leave a messa-" Frustrated, Jessica hung up again. It was eight o'clock in the morning. Where the hell was she? With a breathy sigh, Jessica dropped to her back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. The image of Jason and his oversized sex wrapped in the too-tight speedo she'd gotten. Soon her arms drooped over the rails as her chest and Tyler held her in position. She looked out and between flurries of sensational overload realized she could see her house from here. Well, not her actual house, but where her house was. "If dad had binoculars he could probably see us right now." She instantly shut down the thought, but was surprised that it did nothing to turn her off. In fact... Like a kid returning to the plate they thought they saw a bug on, Judy cautiously reapproached.