Let's go around back and check it out."Jane whispered, "Roger."We silently crept around to the back of our hotel and saw two older cars that had been ...arked there since we had left. We scanned for any guards. "I'm going to disable them. Guard me."Jane whispered again, "Roger."I let the air out of all four of the rear tires without a sound other than a low hiss that couldn't be heard more than a few feet away. Staying low, I crept to the back door, which I found unlocked. I eased it open after. I was too busy thinking about what they would say and do to me when I brought you home stoned." I don't ever get that bad." You sure looked like you were working on it to me."When I got her home I walked her to her door and then turned to leave."Don't I even get a kiss?" I'm not in the mood Trish." Oh come on Robbie; don't be that way. Don't be mad at me because I like to have a little fun and I like to feel good." Oh yeah? Well let me tell you something about going to that frat house to have. There had been much arguing between her mother and step-father, much of it having to do with Sandy and her newly discovered social life. Already at the approaching teenage year, she had dated once or twice and her step-father thought she was being too loose for a girl her age. He had made accusations which sent her mother into tears, and Sandy had the feeling he'd been following her, something her mother refused to believe of her new husband.The young brunette hadn't counted on the prying eyes. It was also relatively expensive, another fact of which he was painfully aware. He and Heather had settled on a high sex and low-cost romance considering his tight budget, and he had definitely not planned on an expensive dinner.“Robby, this is my treat!” she replied. She reached out and took his hand. “Please, let me. I wanted this to be a surprise. I’ve been saving up for this night. Please let me treat you,” she pleaded.Robby snorted and smiled, relenting. “My father would have a cow if he.