“Sure!”“I know a movie… that dad has… that we are not suppose to watch. You want to watch it?”“Is it scary?” … “I don’t like sca...y movies.”“No… of course not… I know you don’t like scary movies.”“Its not that type of movie… but if I get it you can never say to anyone that you seen it even your best friends.” Bruce stated quickly.“Ok…I won’t tell”He went into his parent’s room to get the “movie.”When he came back he asked her, “Are you sure you want to see this movie?”“Yeah!” “You’re going to. At the first cloud of steam, my mother turned her back and walked away into the crowd. My father had lingered for a moment, and then followed her. That had been three years ago. … Absorbed in memory, I did not notice the train gaining speed, or the door slide open to allow a young soldier into the compartment. Only when his heavy canvas rucksack hit the floor did I look up. He had stooped to rummage in his sack, and I quickly took note of his appearance. He wore a grey-green wool coat, and. I'm on my way - I'll pick something up."Picking through wine bottles at the liquor store brought back memories for me. It reminded me of the best sex I'd ever had.Doug and I had been dating for a few months. We'd had sex a number of times, and it was always okay, but never fantastic. It was better if he would perform oral sex first, which he liked to do almost as much as I liked to receive it. Every once in a while, he was able to bring me to orgasm twice in a row; usually after that I was too. She eventually let me, probably just to shut me up, but I had got what I wanted.On the Saturday I set off for the hill, telescope, notebook and a flask, mothers idea, loaded on the bike. I found a nice comfortable position, set up the telescope dropped a blanket on the ground and waited for it to go dark. It wasn't as boring as it sounds because I was able to check up on a couple of satellites as they went overhead. I noticed that a few cars were moving into an area at the bottom of the hill, I.