When we arrived at her house, I walked her to the door, and she turned.“I don’t even know what to do at this point,” she sighed. “Do I kiss yo...? Hug you? Just say ‘good night’? Invite you in and convince you to ravish me? What do YOU want?”“I have no idea.”We stood there looking at each other for a minute, then by mutual unspoken consent, we hugged, and she went inside. I walked slowly back to my car, got in, and headed home.April 6, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio“What’s bugging you, Mikey?” Liz asked. ’ ‘What’s that got to do with me?’ I asked. She grinned and shook her head, ‘I’m not sure yet but if we’re going to be friends and lovers then maybe we should talk about the future.’ I stared at her hard with my mouth hanging open. She laughed and added, ‘Hmmm, I think I shocked you? Maybe I should have been a bit more subtle.’ I closed my mouth and took a sip of beer before I asked, ‘What makes you think we will be lovers? Not that I don’t find the idea interesting to say the least.’ Still. Her beautiful blue eyes looked at her father’s friend. She could see his hard cock pushing out against his pants as he ogled her young sexy body.“Sarah. Take Tim to your room,” her father said.“Yes sir,” the young teen softly answered.“The sexy young bitch knows what is expected of her. Use her anyway you want,” Mark told Tim.His friend then followed Sarah to her bedroom. Turning to face her father’s friend, the teen asked, “Do you wanna fuck me, or do you want me to suck you off first?”“I want. ”“Good idea,” she giggled and took in his flaccid penis. The type that started small and grew to respectable proportions. Not as long or thick as Joe’s, but respectable.She soon had him fully erect, his glans being massaged by her throat.“Fuck!” he moaned.The vibrations of her sort of giggle, inhibited by his glans shifting in her throat made him moan louder. And not long after she sensed an expansion. A throbbing one. She pulled him out of her throat and tasted his ejaculate. A bit on the sour.