The two teenage interns were Debbie and Tina and no one at the institute really knew their last names and in point of fact it was entirely irrelevant....They were about as dissimilar as could be with the notable exception that they had both passed their eighteenth birthday the previous month.Debbie was blonde and a bit slow to understand complicated instructions. She was extremely attractive and her attitude was a blessing in disguise. The fact that she had been raised to be obedient to men and. "I didn't say a word since when I looked at Sandra she gave me that look. You know the one I'm talking about. The one that says if you open your mouth, I will clobber you when we get by ourselves. All women have it, young or old. I sat back in the chair and shut my claptrap and waited to see what would happen. Of course Joyce had to stick her two cents worth in and it stirred Linda up."Now you girls take those noisy things to the kitchen. Neither one of you knows how to play and I want to talk. The delicious aroma of the roast filled the air as my run turned to a walk. Casually, I walked into the kitchen to see my grandparent’s already shovelling food into their mouths. I sat down and began to cut the massive piece of meat on my plate. This was another interesting trait of mine, most people usually saved the best part of the meal until last but me, I liked to dig straight in. I devoured the beef immediately before starting to eat my vegetables. It wasn’t long until the three plates. Paul, yes... she had to protect her son... she had to find Paul!Bracing herself, she made her way up the path to the front door and pounded on it angrily. Jerry answered, wearing only his swim trunks, and he blushed as he saw her eyes drop to the bulge at the crotch."Yeah?" he said in a surly tone, eyeing the beautiful woman and impressed by her shape."I'm Jean Stevenson," she snapped, almost pushing her way into the house. "I've come for my son. Where is he?" Oh yeah," Jerry said, swigging at.