He raised his glass of water, "but when you come to think of it, the function females are designed for is centered mainly in the lower part." "I wish ...ou would stop talking like an engineer," Jesse said, moving towards the fridge. "Doesn't this all bother you?!" "Of course, it bothers me," he said, before finishing off the glass. "But being cerebral puts it off at arms length. There, I can examine it, and prepare for the problems." "And it keeps you from having to deal with your feelings,". It was pretty odd that I felt so out of it after only two drinks, after all. I just couldn’t think of a way to explain to Dad though. How could I explain that I’d been drinking? He knew that I was hanging out with a lot of boys and he was already worried that I was out having sex. There’s no way I could explain it. “You were with those boys again weren’t you?” He bellowed, hardly trying to mask how angry he was. “Yes Dad. I’m sorry,” I mumbled finding it impossible not to slur my words. “So. I wondered if I was falling for the same thing a second time as I reluctantly nodded.“So, how about this, after today, if you go along with what I want, I promise to never show anything I have on you to anyone. I’ll keep it all as private as I can! I won’t show it to people you know, people you don’t know, or anyone. It’ll just be for me! Then this whole thing goes away and we don’t even have to talk about it again unless you want to bring it up.”“I won’t!” I told her, “But I don’t want to give. With three fingers fucking her special hole, she tended to wiggle her bottom uncontrollably so Charlie gripped the back of her skirt and tried to hold her ass steady. He failed. When she felt she was ready, she pulled her hand out and rubbed it across Charlie’s mouth and nose. Charlie loved the flavor and fragrance of his special neighbor. He glanced about and used one hand to help lift her up while inserting the other hand between them. He unzipped himself. With no underwear on, it was.