“Yeah right!” Claire answered in a voiced drenched in sarcasm.“Have you ever been out on a date with him?”“Hell no, what would I be doing wi...h a geek like Jim? Puhleeeeease!” said Claire.“Oh really, just how much do you know about him then?” Stephanie persisted.“Enough to know I don't wanna be caught hanging out with a loser like him”.“I guess you’re right” Stephanie sighed, and then with a wishful twinkle in her eyes added, “but then he makes tons of money doesn't he?”“Yeah right!" Well, news. He started to undo his tie with agonizing slowness, as if he had all the time in the world, and I wanted to urge him to go faster, but I could still feel the spot where his finger had shushed me. Finally, his shirt dropped to the floor and I could see his chest. It was as muscular as I had imagined it to be, well-tanned and covered by a small sheet of soft, dark hair. His nipples, a brownish red, were begging me to capture them between my lips. When his pants dropped and the outline of his. You should probably just let dad go make the money like he always does. - At this point I gave him a big pat on the pack and asked if he needed any help packing his stuff. Janice - Oh Jason you're horrible - she didn't even look that uncomfortable anymore with no underwear on and I was loving the view of her hard nipples in that tight white top Dad - Thanks son yeah I could use your help this trip was sprung on me last minute almost like it came straight from the top you know. Jason - Oh. There were so many rules to follow. The Storm was not exactly of this world requiring love and trust before experiencing it. That wasn’t to be had, realized easily for rotten souls and slutty wives, maybe.When I was a kid I was always in trouble, ideas of mine generated with my overly active imagination. I simply couldn’t keep myself from expressing something including a “dirty” thought for the hyper religious neighborhood. I was completely naive about sex and girls but just the same I was.