Pat only slowed alittle in middle of her ecstasy, probably because Mary Sue was so tensethat he must feel like she would cut him in two.By the time th...y were both spent, they were both soaked in sweat. Patcollapsed on top of her for a moment before he slid over to one side,still cradling her."Isn't this where we share a cigarette?" Mary Sue asked, rolling up onher side once she didn't feel so much like a wet towel."Probably," he answered. "But neither of us smoke." He returned hersmile. "At. "Dad told me to have a good time." God!" I snorted and I wondered how come I'd ever liked that guy."He was just kidding though." Did they ask if you even wanted to do it?" I wondered, just because I never knew what it would be like having normal parents."They don't have a choice, right?" Josh shrugged. "Mom asked me, but my dad wants me to do it anyway, so..." Yeah," I sighed. "My mom definitely wants me to do it too." Yeah." Probably twice," I giggled, but it wouldn't surprise me if she did,. As I was crawling in after it, I found a six pack of beer. I started to yell out about the discovery when I found another package. Instead of saying anything, I crawled out with the ball and joined the game. When everyone had gone home, I crawled back under the bush and pulled out the package. I had no interest in the beer, but was curious about the package. Maybe it was drugs and I could get a reward for turning in a dealer. What I found weren’t drugs, but something better as far as I. That station was a magical place to me. Nothing quite smells as good as a fire station. The aroma of diesel fumes, oil, wet canvass & rubber. As well smell coming emanating from the fire tunics of smoke & sweat. We k**s were always hanging about the station. If they got a call out there would be scrambles to be the first too pull &swing on the rope to open the appliance bay doors. Then we would shut the doors after they had left. We would also hang about the station to help hose down the engine.