She stopped for about a minute, which at this time, I thought she was done teasing and getting ready for work. Boy was I wrong.All of a sudden, I feel...this overpowering force that I cannot describe. All I can say is that something didn't feel normal. Not knowing what exactly was going on, I asked her, "What was that?" She says, "What was what?" Way to play stupid and deny what she was doing. She clearly knows that she just rammed something the size of a bus up my ass. There's no way she can. .. do it with me?" I repeated, wanting to make sure that she meant what I thought she did."I want to do it with you. Right now. I'm ready."I had sensed that she'd been ready for some time. But in truth, it was me who'd been holding back. Every time I thought about sexual intercourse, I thought about Kaci, and the sad events of last summer. This was the final barrier which I needed to break through to put everything behind me once and for all. And here was Julia, branding herself ready, and I. On with her clothes and last but not least her highest heels. Those teenage boys she works with are going to have a bit of a show today, she feels kind of bad – but not enough to stop her. She’s distracted all day…What does he look like? Will they get along? Is he as good of a lover as he is a writer? Her panties are soaked. She wonders if he will be able to smell her arousal. The time is finally here, she walks into the bar, looks around wondering if he’s there yet. And then she sees him. Thompson asked how I was enjoying working for the family business. I told him that it was so much fun, that everyone was so nice, and that it was such a relief to not worry about paying for school.Just then Mr. Thompson got a very serious look on his face. “Listen, Betty, your dad has been stealing money from me”I looked at Mr. Thompson in shock. It couldn’t be. My dad wasn’t a thief, he was a hard worker who tried to give us a better life. “Mr. Thompson you must be wrong”“I’m afraid not Betty..