We met at her place. Doing so made her feel more secure. It was agreed there would be no alcohol. She did not want to lose control or for me to conven...ently forget the no intercourse rule. It was a hot summer day . She answered the door in a bikini. I had on shorts and a T-shirt. We didn’t waste any time on chit-chat. I kissed her full on the lips. I took off my shirt, held her close, and kissed her again. Oh, those tits felt good against my chest. She invited me to sit down. She put on some. She could hear him breathing quietly but quickly on the other side of the shelf. There was space between the books where she could see through to the other side, at least a little. But she didn't want him to see her. From what she judged was a safe distance, she dropped to her hands and knees and crawled to the place directly across from the man. Her heart was pounding in her chest, but as long as he was standing, she judged that the books would hide her from his sight. When she looked through. And Mrs. Smith learned that their daughter and Julia were hitting it off because of their common interest in fashion. Her parents had got the impression - because Nevaeh had flat out lied to them because God approved of that if it was for Mark's benefit - that she had yet to meet me other than at the SCS event. We were going to break that ice very cautiously. Carol had come to the latest of these girly get-togethers, and Nevaeh had told her parents that Carol seemed to be a very nice girl.]A. That changed very quickly though.Shortly after my 16th birthday, my mom and sister went to look at a college, and left me home alone for the weekend. About 10 pm on the Friday night, there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, one of my sister's boyfriends, Paul, was standing at the door. He was a senior and very cute. Preppy guy about 5'10" and 185 lbs. I believe he played wide receiver for the football team. He asked if he could come in.He came inside and offered me a beer and we began.