"I just love it like that." Will you show me how?" Pam said, looking back over her shoulder."Show you what?" How to... you know, give a blowjob?" What...do you mean, you've never done it before?"Pam shrugged. "Maybe. But I don't know if I did it very good."Debbie laughed. Her face turned red. "Pam, guys don't care, trust me. As long as you put his dick in your mouth, he don't care how good it is."Debbie covered her mouth with the back of her hand while she laughed. Pam only smiled. Debbie stopped. It was between courses and there was a pause in conversation. Then, she began hinting about the flowers again. Before he'd realized what he was saying he posed the idea of the trip to her. They made plans over apple pie á la mode."She seduced me with that apple pie," he declared to himself as he shook his head."Is that a 'no'?" she demanded, and that shook him from his private thoughts."What're you talkin' about, Mavis?" I saw you shaking your head," she answered."Sorry; I didn't mean it that. ."A visual blinked on the screen, displaying a computer-generated car andseveral occupants that appeared to be crash-test dummies.Holly shook her head in astonishment. "Why wouldn't they just show theactual cars? I don't think government agents honestly look like crash-test dummies."The television continued its report. "Yes, Blaise. The police-affiliated agents have taken our advice and they're jumping out oftheir cars at relatively high speeds. Some of them are rolling alongthe asphalt now.. "Mom said that she went through a phase and didn't want us to go through a phase like she did," Beth embellished."And we wondered about it. Was, ah, did mom do, ah, when mom was in school did she do, ah," Mandy tried to ask. She couldn't get it out for a lot of reasons. It wasn't just because she was talking to her Aunt Ruth. She was asking it about her mom. She didn't even know how to ask if her mom was a, well, a slut."Mom also said some stuff about Bill looking at us," Beth said.That got.