While receiving some head in the back seat, I was so close to exploding in her mouth and her friend informed us that we were there. Shit. So we straig...tened up, and went up to the hotel room. We were half tempted to just stop the elevator and go at it right there. But being minors at the time, we didn’t want to risk getting caught. When we got to the hotel room, Sarah, my ex, wanted to wait till her friend fell asleep. Why? I have no idea. But I wasn’t going to argue. Not when I was this. Despite whoever found it nice or dull, that wasn’t the focus of the year. This year, the senior year, was supposed to be the best year ever. Everyone was finally starting their young adult habits and finding out what they liked or didn’t like in a lot of senses of the words. Now there were several amazing things that were supposed to happen senior year, valentine's day was supposed to be a whole new level of exciting, not to mention the girls' choice dance, the various sports events, and most. " Well, if we put the car in for tonight, you're going to have to find someplace to stay, I can't let you sleep inside your car inside the shop, too dangerous with all the chemicals and equipment.And the tears start.... damnit man, why'd she have to start crying? He thought, maybe if I leave the car outside, she can sleep in it and we can get to work in the morning. Still a bit dangerous, but I can't lock her inside the shop either. Here goes nothing he thought, "Well, I could possibly leave. Her mind whirling as she found herself drawn inexplicably to Trevor’s charm, There was something that held her captivated about him maybe it was the darkness of his mysterious eye’s. Trying not to dwell on the subject she got busy scrubbing the dishes and laying each one in the dish rack to dry. She went into the parlor which was elegantly furnished with a grand piano as its centerpiece. She had always loved music and had learned the piano as a young girl. The parlor was musty so she strode to.