She got up and came around her desk and stood in front of him. "It was a wonderful evening. I don't think I ever came so much in one evening, or for t...at matter, so intensely."Tim smiled like a boy that had just hit the winning home run for his Little League team. "Me too."Jenny pulled him to her and they kissed gently. A second later it turned passionate. "Mmmm," Jenny said as she wrenched herself from him. "Don't get me started," she said with a smile."Uh... would you... uh consider going out. "I expect to see this room empty in a week."Aunt Mary looked at her with a mixture of disgust and fear, before leavingtoo.And Rachel, finally alone, curled up on the ground in her bluish shell,crying like a child.--------------------------------"Mat ... Rachel?" Steve said opening the door. "You're a mess. Whathappened?"Rachel had walked up to Steve's house under a faint but persistent rainthat had soaked her hair turning it into a single mass. Her clothes werewet too, and her eyes were still. If you want twenty pages on how Ishaved, what color makeup I used or how long it took to fix my wig, goread another story. Suffice it to say that I did my very best andalthough I wasn't passable even by a long shot, I think I waspresentable. As I sat waiting for the sun to go down, my heart waspounding as the mixed feeling of anticipation and dread filled my head.The party was going to be some distance from my home so the chance ofrunning into someone I knew was slight as long as I could get. Her name? Shit! Well, MaryAnn seems fine. Next? I look at my calendar... Oh, you ask about that insurance policy? Well, see, I wasn’t the first to dally with the cute coeds here. There was this party for new prospective students, the deans and board members were there. It kinda turned hedonistic, but they didn’t realize some of those sweets were under 18. And didn’t notice the security camera, or my pilfering the videotape.This was all several years ago. How many MaryAnn’s? Ask the addict how.