The first had been twenty-five years ago. Kathy had a childhood memory of being taken to it by her parents.Finally, they passed through the gates and ...he wait was more than worthwhile. It was like stepping into another world. The world of the future.Despite the crowds, they wanted to try and see everything. They rode the AMF Monorail and the Swiss Sky Ride, for the latter of which Peter insisted on paying for the two of them, even though he thought the seventy-five cent ticket was a bit. I'm pretty sure his world consisted entirely of his studies and our time at home together, which concerned me a little but I enjoyed the company and was secretly fearing him leaving the house everyday to be with his mates, like a normal 19 year old. He should have been out, like I was at his age; getting into trouble, drinking stolen booze and experimenting with sex. But maybe he was a late developer, maybe just shy. I was happy he was with me so I glossed over the issue. We had a really close. Eventually though he paused in his assault on me and I renewed my efforts of stroking him. We moved together, each bringing the other closer to that knowing edge of release. Words of ‘fuck baby’ and ‘harder’ and ‘fuck yeah, right there’ seemed to pour out of us with no real rhyme or reason. We were both close to coming so we stopped tormenting each other and finally I pressed his cock into my slippery pussy. A long sigh passed from both our lips. He filled me up. The head of his cock pushed. I called the switchboard and told them that I would not accept any personal calls for the rest of the week.I stopped at the house and Caren was sitting in the kitchen staring into space. I walked into the bedroom and grabbed a clean uniform, some clean underwear and socks and left without saying a word.The next morning, I was summoned to the boss’ office. When I got there, he started to go off on me about how “Caren had called their house last night and wanted to know what I had said about what.