I was ‘turning into an animal JUST like my father.’ I slowly moved a LOT of my clothes to Caroline’s bedroom closet. Yeah, we were an item, one ...hat pissed a lot of my male classmates off.My biggest problem, Viet Nam was in full swing and Uncle Sam had sent me an invitation, saying ‘Please come to our war’. I saw guys being pulled out of school because they were either 18 or had very poor grades, not likely to graduate. Two of the band members and I made the required trip to the recruiter’s. As Mary was finishing doing her hair, I got dressed and headed down to the kitchen.We all enjoyed a cup of coffee together before Mary and Jamie had to go for their interviews. I told Mary to take my Mustang, since we needed to get her van into the shop for repairs. I told her Greg and I would drop it off at the body shop where the insurance agent told us to take it.I told her to be careful, since the Mustang has so much more power than her van.Greg smirked, “Yeah Mary, Charlie’s already burned. "What's his number?" I asked."Nine Nine Nine," Aunty Joan suggested in her idea of a joke.It was next morning before I found the number and rang him up, "You wanted a word Sergeant?" I asked."The Pedophile squad is being put on checking out right wing extremists," he said, "You're top of the list." Right," I agreed."So it's down to you, I'll get their details sent round." he says."What do you mean down to me?" I asks."Clearing the streets of Pedos," he says."It ain't my job!" I says."Ah well,". Once our eyes got adjusted, the room was actually pretty well lit up through the sheer curtains. I pulled her close and we started to kiss. Our lips played and our tongues danced together. Our hands started exploring each others' body. I undid her jeans and pulled them just below her ass cheeks. I played with her thong with my fingers and traced it along her ass, down into her ass crack, then back around her hips and down into crotch, grazing her lips with my fingertips. She moaned into.