Then just before seven my mom called me home for dinner. Her voice echoed through the fields and trees and as I hurriedly dressed and scooted off, I c...uldn't help but kiss him a ton of times. I even kissed him when we were outside in the open. I was so hot for him, he could have told me to suck him right then and I would have. The next few weeks were repeats after repeat. We would play in the hay and stay alone like that almost all day. Then one early morning my mom had planned to go off for. You..." It matters to me." Tarifa spoke. "Why can't you stay in here Isra? I would think I am much safer with you in this room with me."Isra stared at her with those violet eyes and Tarifa felt a shudder of desire at what she saw in them. For her."I ... I have never been with a woman Tarifa." He spoke finally. "I can not stay in here with you because your scent drives me mad! It swarms around me all the time. It fills the room!" He exclaimed. "I am strong enough to resist it, I have learned. He broke our kiss, slid a box over to the opening and closed the door just enough so no one could see into the truck. Moving back towards me, he knelt before me and ran his hands over my legs. Dripping more water on me, he bent down and licked it up making me sigh. He knew I liked to be teased like that. I could barely see his eyes because of his baseball hat, but I knew what he was looking at. He reached up my leg, and slid his finger up my shorts, looking up at me he smiled knowing I wasn’t. By the time I reached high school, I had a reputation as the toughest kid around. Every dumb hick kid that wanted to prove he was a man would take a swing at me. At least then it was one on one instead of gang beatings. Heck, the first time I fought three guys at the same time, they didn’t have a chance. I was so used to having 10 - 20 guys attack me at once. With only three, it was too easy.All of the fights kept me in good shape. Even after I stopped the gang beatings, I would have up to 3.