He wondered if she was thinking about him. He certainly couldn't get her out of his mind.Slipping quietly from his bedroom, Steve grabbed a pair of sw...at pants from the laundry, and went out onto the front porch. It was late and there was no motion on the street of his quiet neighborhood. "Maybe a walk will do me good," he thought as he moved down the steps and out onto the sidewalk.He headed down the street past where Colleen lived, and noticed a flickering of lights in the bedroom of her. "Both Mom and Abbi expressed alarm for the poor boy's safety.Mom looked even more worried than Abbi, "He shouldn't have been drinking. Did you do an alcohol test? Was there a bottle with him?"The nice police officers told them there was a pint bottle that was empty. The test had shown a high level of alcohol but not overly excessive amount in his blood but the blood was taken some hours after the beating. The police were thinking that he had gotten into a fight and some unknown person or. ” Richard looked nervously at them as they sat there holding each other’s hands. “What’s happening?” Jan looked up at him. “Ben wants to know if I will let him fuck me and I am thinking about it.” Richard was taken aback by her reply. “I...I thought that tonight was a get to know one another thingy.” “It is,” Jan snapped. “Ben wants to get to know if I will fuck him and I am thinking about getting to know if he fucks well.” Richard gasped at her language and tone. Ben smiled. “I guess. "Yeah sure," she said sarcastically, "I don't even have a sexy body yet." "Your body is already extra special, but you don't even know it yet. Go ahead and start reading right here where it says . . . "So the daughter . . . "Sure Daddy . . . 'So the daughter, with no one watching, brought her right hand straight up to her breast, and caressed it, her eyes once again maintaining an unwavering lock with mine. My face must have been comical. My tongue hung limply out of my mouth, a bit of drool.