She felt my hand trembling and said, it OK, I am here for you now and leaned over to me for a kiss while my hand was gently on her. Our kiss turned in...o a passionate one as i felt her hands exploring their down onto my shorts, while my hand caressed her inviting breasted. Upon her finding my bulge she suggested that we move to the back bench as the shifter of car was in the way. In the heat of moment i agreed. We got out of the car and got into the back of the car. We started to kiss. ”“What mentality?” Brian asked.“Thinkin’ a girl needs to be ready for things so she can safely experience them. Trying to ever so delicately ease her into things as if life and love is just this awful, dreadfully traumatizing thing. Take off the kiddie-gloves, for fuck’s sake. You’re coddling her, you’re watering down the experience, and worst of all, you’re holding back. That’s dishonest.”“Being careful with things isn’t dishonest,” Brian said in exasperation.“Here, I’ve got a weeb way to put. Our only respite was to consume takeaway pizzas that Rod ordered for dinner.The following week we continued to follow our nightly ritual in the den, once the engaging Doris had departed. In all fairness to Rod, I was in bed by nine p.m. each night because he was very thoughtful about my scholastic duties. Sex, however, was always great and I could not wait for the over-medicated Doris to fuck-off to bed after dinner.The following Saturday my life again took an unexpected turn for the better,. "So... I'm a handyman?" "A plumber," Claire giggled. "That's her fantasy. While you find a way to get dressed, I'm going to go home and tell Sierra you're all ready then make myself scarce. A few minutes later, she's going to call you and pretend she doesn't know you. Then you'll arrive, park out front, and ring the doorbell." "Sounds easy enough," I said, trying not to laugh. A plumber scenario? That was Sierra's big fantasy? Boy had I gotten myself worked up over nothing- "Well that's.