Sure Zack would rather have a girlfriend, but recently he just hadn't had a lot of luck having a relationship that lasted more then two weeks. Zack, f...nally approached his street and spotted a red convertible in the driveway of his house."Ah, Sharon's home." he thought. Sharon was Zack's older sister. She was 23 and a senior at college. For getting straight A's and graduating as valedictorian from high school, their parents bought her a car of her choice as her reward. Zack was envious but not. She was a single mom, with two young children, and had been laid off when the floral shop she was managing went out of business suddenly, due to a divorce of the owners. Like she had with Callie, Nancy trained her, and took care of all her employment paperwork.It took me another two weeks before we reached our goal of having two hundred commercial accounts. I was now ready to head south to Los Angeles.By the time we managed to open our two hundredth commercial account, Nancy and I were grossing. I was still trying to fantasize about anything else, and convince myself it was the wine that made me horny. But it was no use… all I could think about was Paul.Suddenly I felt like I needed to talk to him. I wasn’t really sure what I was going to say, but I just thought that we needed to address what had happened earlier, and how we both might be feeling about it. Plus I felt like I needed to tell him my knee was fine. So I took another big sip of wine, got out of bed and walked quietly down. "Not at all," I responded all too aware now of the full erection that I desperately attempted to conceal, but Holly noticed this. "Do you want to blow off the movie and take a walk down to the beach?" she said and placed a hand on the prominent bulge. I nodded mutely, but we never actually made it there. We slipped into a shadowy alley way and I slipped a hand under her shirt and kneaded her breasts. She was much more flat chested than her mother and her hair was cut quite short which gave.