" Chelle smiled, but sat back on the bed. I tried to look serious. "We are trusting you two. You have to prove worthy of that trust. I know you two ar... mature for your age, but you don't have a lot of experience. That can get you into trouble. So, if you are out on a date and anything happens, or you just don't feel right, get out of there pronto. You can call us anytime, from anywhere and we'll come get you. Trust your instincts on trouble and stay away. Okay?"We both nodded.He patted Chelle. But he tells me we can go round two.So from here the rest of my night is fuzzy to where I remember parts and pieces. He then puts his fingers up my shorts and into my vagina. I straddle him on the couch with him sitting up, his back against the back of the couch. We fuck a while like this until I drunkenly tell him I want something different. He takes me to the side of his California king bed which seems even bigger and I complain about having sex in front of his picture of Jesus. He doesn't. That old mob mentality would kick in from out of nowhere, and then someone would possibly die. I would have stopped using the convenience store, except that it was a block closer to my house than any other. Yeah some of it had to do with whose gun was bigger. Their 9mmd were bigger than my, 22mag. But the .38 was an even match for them. The other thing I factored in was that they had either never fired their piece in anger, or never fired it at all. I figured that also gave me the advantage,. Shewas a bit older than Sam, and was the assistant manager for the store,and took a motherly liking to this younger man who was always attentiveto anything she had to offer. Sara was a demanding woman, and as aresult, not many were fond of her, but to Sam, this was not an issue.Sara was not a beauty queen either, and again to Sam, this would neverbe an issue as any woman that paid attention to him was not to beignored.By the time Sam turned 25, he was married to Sara, not that he poppedthe.