“Maybe I’ll come visit you when you’re in the bullseye.” “Don’t you dare,” I warned him. “If you h...t me with a pie, I’ll never forgive you!” “Maybe I’ll be aiming for another bullseye,” he said slyly, as I felt his hand knead one of my cheeks, squeezing it firmly. “Mark!” I squealed. “People can see!” I looked around but the carnival was so crowded that nobody paid much attention to. " Are you from around here? I've never seen you before." Yes I am but I don't come here very often. Are you from here?" No actually I'm from Sacramento." That's a long way to come, what made you decide to spend Halloween here?" Well actually I've come up here the last two years on Halloween hoping to meet a girl like you. A friend I know here told me that there are always transvestites here on Halloween. This is my third year coming here, the first two times I didn't meet anybody." Well it. Although it was weird, I also smiled and started dancing again. She now wrapped her arms around my neck and kept grinding into my body.I still couldn't believe how great Mom looked in jeans. She usually wore loose sweatpants since all she ever does is clean and cook for my father. My mom and I were very close and shared a lot, yet I had no idea she hit up the club. I'm imagining it's because she was scared my father would find out if she told me. My father and I were under the impression. " she whispered. "I mean, I've never done ANY of this. All I know is what I heard. Is that your ... uh, your dick?" Yes, baby, it is." I took a deep breath. Somebody had to take a deep breath here. This was already way past redemption, but I did have some shreds of scruples left. "Cindy, listen to me." Yes, Dan." Cindy, you're the single most beautiful woman I have ever kissed in my entire life. But you're thirteen. And we need to stop before we go any further. Really." B-but Dan ... s'pose I.