"Go over on Thursday and then take Friday off and spend the weekend with Leslie."I didn't bother to tell him that while spending a weekend with Leslie...would be great; a weekend with Leslie and her family would be purgatory. The drive was uneventful and I checked into a motel about half a mile from the new facility and called Leslie to let her know that I was only thirty miles away and would be there for the weekend. Her sister answered the phone and told me that Leslie wasn't there, that she'd. I digress...the more artie touched me, the more excited i became and by now i was rock hard. then he came closer to me and touched me and i didn't know what to do. i only knew that was an absolute first for me and i loved it.whatever was latent in me must have reared it's lovely head because i returned the favor and he. too, was hard. so, here we are, two 15 year olds in the corner of a pool with guys all around us and all we want to do is grope each other. i finally couldn't stand it anymore. Though we didn’t realize it as we sat looking at porn and drinking we both got really buzzed. I stood up to go pee and nearly fell over. Tris caught me and then we both started laughing. We got laughing so hard over nothing and that was funny in itself. We went in the kitchen and got some more juice and vodka and I went to pee. Tris came in the bathroom while I was peeing and got behind me and grabbed my hand which was really dumb because I moved and pee was shooting everywhere but in the. “I don’t think anyone did.”“You did.”“I was lucky,” Betsy said avoiding just how much she knew, how much she had figured out, and how far off some of her guesses had been.“I don’t think luck had much to do with it.”Betsy said, “Who knows? Robert, tell us a little about yourself.”“Well, I’m Robert. I was salesman at a shop in the mall after graduating from college. It was the only job I could find, at the time. I’d still be there, probably, except it went out of business about two years ago. I.