‘I’m Molly,” I answered, remembering the warning I just received.“You’re new around here. I come here everyday and the same people come in--...o you must be new.”“I am. I just moved here yesterday,” I said, glancing at my newspaper. “Now I have to see about getting a job.”“Good luck. It’s not such a hot job market these days,” he said. “I just got laid off two days ago.”“Too bad--what were you doing?”“Stock market, I worked for First National Trust, but they’re laying off people left and right.. ”“No. Let’s have dinner, play ‘Scrabble’, then go to bed.”“Only if I can sit on your lap like Lissa did?” She kissed me. “Can I sit on your lap like Lissa did?”“Can you behave yourself, unlike Lissa?”“I don’t know. I can try, but I’m not making any promises.”“Then no lap.”“OK! OK! I’ll be a good girl,” Jos whined as she spoke, then pouted.I took her in my arms and kissed her, and she seemed to melt against me. We went into the club house and found boxes of pizza stacked almost to the ceiling.. Or me in mine. We're too pissed for a decent shag, I fear," I admitted to my shame."Hey, at least you're man enough to say so. I guess we're too sauced for that. I'm about to turn in, anyway. Want to spoon?" she suggested."Works for me. I shan't promise to behave, though," I warned her."Me, neither, honey," she assured me.I awoke several hours later, having slept in. It was Saturday, so this wasn't an issue. I had some impressive morning wood, due to a full bladder and having my cock pressed up. I occasionally take the beautiful teen out for a nice dinner. Most of the time, we simply hang out together. Several months ago, on Valentine’s Day, Mit surprised me with the gift of her virginity. Since then she has become much a more self-confident young woman. She is much more comfortable with her luscious body than when she first asked me to answer a few questions about her sexuality. She no longer fears interacting with the boys her own age and is happy to be nude around me. Even if we.