“It’s Richard, can we talk?”She opened the door, letting me in. She had on a tight top and short shorts.“What is it—what’s wrong?”“I r...ally fucked things up, Marie,” I said, walking directly into the living room and sitting down.She said, sitting next to me, “You know I’m a good listener.”I took a deep breath and started, “Well, after you left yesterday, Mom and I talked...”I did the best I could, recalling the events of the last twelve hours.“So, you think what she did was just because she’s. Of course, I wanted to see what it felt like but knew it was probably going to hurt, so I tried to find the skinniest thing that I could find. I licked it to give it some kind of lubrication at least and inserted it into one of my no - no places. I also recall a time in elementary school, I had a friend that came over and to cure our boredom, we went digging around my parents stuff…of course we found the stash of toys. I had NO idea what a vibrator was at this point in my life but let me tell. "I love you." She took his shoulders and turned him towards him. "You're crying. Why?" I'm 78 years old Alice. In all that time, no one has ever said something like that about me." It's true." Did Suzi tell her parents?" She stuck with it being a mistake." What are you two doing? You promised to keep your hands off my boyfriend." Jane was smiling.Paul said, "I'll be right back," and walked out onto the steps.Jane started to follow until Alice grabbed her hand and stopped her. "Let him go Jane.. .She looked up and laughed and asked me to park into the third driveway on the left. She returned her gaze to my cock which her hand had never left. She looked up at me and without saying a word I reached over and tasted her lips. My tongue parted them with ease and I pulled her closer to me. It was hot, passionate and I still had no clue what her name was. She asked if we should get into the back seat. I told her I would rather take her inside or go back to my place. She asked me what time it.