“I fear for my life every time I talk to one! And both of you should, too!”“Tasha is the truly frightening one,” Jocelyn said soberly. “I ca... just see her with a scalpel and putting it to use, then keeping the gonads in a jar next to her bed!”“She’d need a shelf,” I chuckled.“I wouldn’t want to cross his pussy ... cat,” Clarissa teased.“On that note, I’m going to get my betrothed. I’ll see you guys at the restaurant.”I put on my jacket, hat, and gloves and left the room, passing Gene as he came. She wanted him to touch every muscle of her body, almost as if counting them. His hands trailed up her arm, grazed her breasts over her dress, tickled her waist and touched places that she didn't even realise could be so intimate. It was almost as if they weren't in the back of some random woods, but back in her room, where it all started. His fingers found the hem of her dress and he broke their kiss, long enough to pull it over her head and drop it to the dirt covered ground. He removed his. It had more to do with her uncertainty about being the sophisticated, experienced woman James was expecting. Her lack of experience, something that a woman from her conservative upbringing might see as something to be proud of, only made Mary unsure of herself now. She was almost ashamed to admit to that at twenty-two she was still a virgin, but she had never met anyone like James before, and had not been tempted. But now she knew the time was right, and James was the right man.When he had. “I don't know Jeanette,” I replied. “I'm sorry Callie. I know I'm bitching up a storm. But I still gotta wonder what the hell is going on with him,” Jeanette said. Then I gave her a hug and we did our homework again. Then after we were done, about an hour and a half later, I left and John was watching TV in the living room. “Oh hi Callie, when did you get here?” John asked. “Like an hour and 45 minutes ago. I was just doing some homework with Jeanette,” I replied not looking at him. He noticed.