“OK,” I said. “Now, push down, slow and steady, until it breaks through.”She pressed down one more time and, with a popping sensation, my cock...tore through her cherry, making her squeal. Her legs gave out and, with a small cry, she settle down onto my hips, my cock buried completely in her no longer virgin cunt.“Oh, wow,” she said. “That stings.”“You OK baby?” I asked.“Yeah,” she moaned.“How's it feel,” Alexis said, her voice husky with her own arousal. I looked over at her for the first time.. I started paying more attention to how others dressed and carried themselves. I loved the comparative luxury I enjoyed with her. Still on occasion I liked to visit my old haunts and would have her drive me there, and having her take us for a drink in some pretty crummy bars. I could see she wasn't too comfortable in some places; she hated the crude language you would sometimes hear there. She never complained, always tried to put on a brave face and pretend she was enjoying herself. I knew. That boss actually asked some questions about me - mostly stuff I could easily answer from what I'd learned from the real Ronald Fisher - before rejecting me.The fourth place (of five) accepted me. I suspected he just wanted to 'steal' two weeks of free labor from me and had no intention of keeping me on once he had to start paying. That was fine with me, as I hoped to have a job with the Anderson-Williams collective by then, or failing that, I'd get to know the mechanics from the other garages. " Annie said, and smiled when she noticed Clare. "Me and Clare are gonna have a little sleep over. Reminisce about the good old days." She said, and Clare watched as her father just waved, before heading into the house. "Have fun." He simply said.As they got back into the car, Clare sighed a little bit in relief. "Well, that went well." Annie said, and Clare looked at her strangely. Annie couldn't help but to laugh a little. For the ride back to Annie's place, Clare listened as Annie told her.