Talked with me about this,” said Hannah.“Come on. What teenager talks to her mother about boners?”“You are, now,” Hannah pointed out.“Only...because it came up in conversation. I mean you think Bob’s worried about it and you’re obviously worried about it. But I’m not worried about it. I just want to get this done so I know my portfolio is ready to go.”“Let me get this straight,” said Hannah. “If Bob gets an erection during this process that won’t ... uh ... be a big deal to you?”I saw a small. Chad was sitting on the ground propped against a rear tire of his car. The Fury squealed to a stop, Pete and Carla flew to Chad, who looked at them with pained eyes."Sorry, Pete." He said, miserably with that look jocks get when they just blew the big game. "I tried man, there was just too fucking many of 'em." You did fine, how badly are you hurt?" I don't think anything's broken. Are we going after them?" That's what we have to figure out."He stood, leaving Carla to fuss over her boyfriend. This was in an area of sand brush and small trees, where motorcycles and sand buggies played during the day. The only time there would be much water in the river would be when it rained, and in Southern California where we lived at the time this did not happen often. She loved the excitement anticipation and uncertainty of what might or could happen but nothing ever did, until this particular evening! For her the delicious possibilities were always the biggest turn on, as the actual sex act was. He knew at the time it was shallow, but boy was she pretty, and her breasts were amazing, two round, firm mounds of 34D flesh. And they were just as incredible now. Sometimes she would ask what it was that most attracted him to her in the beginning. Sometimes he would tell her it was her beautiful face, her sexy smile and her quick wit, but other times he would say, “baby, I’m not gonna lie, it was your rockin’ tits.” Both answers made her smile. One lead to an evening of slow gentle love.