“Come on, Ann, weboth need it bad,” she said, her finger sliding down myass crack. “No one will ever know.”She lightly kissed...my ear then stuck the tip of her wettongue in it making my pulse quicken.“Besides,” she whispered, “what if we like having sextogether. Think of all the possibilities. Our parentswould never consider letting a boy spend the night withtwo fifteen-year-old girls, but we can sleep with eachother anytime we want. We could be. I had to be careful, one strike could send this truck over and kill her and presumably her father inside. "How is your dad?! Can you tell if he's breathing?" I asked her loudly as I continued to search, "I can't tell! Please! Get us out of here!" That's when I found it. The small crowbar in which could be this girl's salvation. I had to get her out first. I grip the crowbar in baseball-like fashion preparing to strike the glass, "Okay! I want you to get down while I break the back glass! Okay?. The years went by. It was Mindy who made sure the car and van got serviced when they needed it. It was Mindy who mowed the lawn and dealt with home repair contractors. It was Mindy who balanced the checkbook and paid the bills. Hell, it was even Mindy who went out and bought the new cars. George didn't even like making phone calls to insurance companies, or doctors, or even the fucking plumber. I'd let myself become the strong one in our life.I did write. I did get published. By the turn of the. " said a tall red head in a blue halter top and a black jean skirt and flip flops. " Hi," Dane said coming out of his stupor. "So, you're all set here my number's on the counter if you need anything, I’m in here between 3:oo and 4:3o everyday. The only thing is that your parents hadn't told me who was staying on the couch so i put all your clothes in the bedroom. "Tori said before heading to leave."alright girlies, let me grab some of my stuff so i can hop into the shower." Dane said before.