"How far down the beach should we walk?" she said, smiling pleasantly."Well... , How about... , we walk down to those Sand Dunes?" I said. "They're ab...ut a mile down the beach." Yeah... , Okay... ," she said. "That should be fun. Are you sure I'm not keeping you from something you should be doing?" she asked."No. Not at all. I have today off. Hey... ! I ask you—how often does a guy have a chance to spend time with someone as beautiful as you." I said, grinning at her. She looked up—made a funny. Sloane remarked that I was going to get fat if I kept eating the way I did. I told her if we keep having sex as much as we have been that won't ever happen. Sloane got Chinese food and I had some tacos. This mall's food court was pretty fancy and had booths so that's where we decided to enjoy our lunch. Sloane opted to sit next to me instead of across from me. She said she had read in an article that couples that sit together when they eat, stay together longer. That didn't make much sense to. She had no place at this party. I was already taking a risk allowing anyone under 21, but I admit it. Drunk high school girls are fun.Let me just be up front. I am a 40 year old business owner. I am in good shape and most consider me good looking. I own a local hang out that is marketed as a safe place for kids to hang out. Parents love it. The kids love it. They can come shoot pool, listen to awful music, dance, and gossip and eat junk food. Its become the place to go on weekends. The parents. Maybe she set the whole thing up, my mind raced. Her room was small the bed was just a cot with a metal headboard, the paint worn and dingy as floorboards showed through the oil cloth covering. Her lips barely touched mine and it was like a jolt ran down my spine from my neck again, the flash of that early morning triggered me like never before. Not a super touchy feely girl it was as if she knewwhat my reaction would be and gave just enough to get it and that was it. I wanted to kiss her.