”Brian sighed. “Well, I can show you if you want.” He rolled over onto his stomach so that his butt was sticking up in the air. “Here,” he s...id, motioning me over, “Lay on top of me with your dick in my butt crack. You can just rub against me a little, and it will kind of feel like when you have sex with a girl.” I was a little apprehensive – but exhilarated by the idea of touching my privates to someone else. I scooched over the tent to Brian’s side and straddled over him, with a leg on each. " I took the money and started to give it to her."You know that's not what I want," she whispered.It's true, I did know what she wanted. And man, did I pick a great night to end up on her side of town. I followed her tall frame as she swayed through to the back of the bar. On the way, she leaned over and whispered to another guy, grabbed his hand and led him in the same direction.I try to determine what exactly is happening here. About half an hour ago I was on the roads driving drunk. This was the look I was going for. Catch me if you can.High school was over. College was on the horizon. The summer night was sultry and heavy and ripe with potential that I was eager to tap. I had fortified myself with one small bite of Rocky Road and I was wearing high heels. Adventure here I come.I drove to Evan and Heather's."Whoa," Evan said when he opened the door."I second that opinion," Jean-Luc said. "In fact, a double it. Triple it. There's not a whoa in the world big enough for how. Since I drive now, I was hoping ... we were hoping it would be OK?She was supporting it by smiling and taking his arm.“It’s OK with me,” their father said. “You need money?”“No Dad, I’m good,” he said causing Jeri to giggle. “It’s only $10 per car to get in.”“So, you are taking your sister to a drive-in theatre?” I asked.“Yeah, it’s called the Palace Drive-In, the movies start at nine in the morning?”“I read about that,” my husband said. “It’s a venture of Michael Thomas, the billionaire..