” He let go of me and I pulled my panties and pants back up. He grabbed a beer from the fridge. “Oh by the way I like that new girl you brought by... Maybe we need to get to know each other.” His voice scared me more right then, I could feel that he meant what he said and a shiver ran down my spine. I turned towards him before I even know what I was doing. “Stay away from her.” His eyes neared as he walked towards me. “Did you just tell me to do something little bitch?” I backed into the counter. On this Saturday morning, I was mowing my parents' lawn. She was jogging and stopped to talk. "Derrick, I was thinking, she said. "My best friend is having a party tonight. Would you like to go?" Ah, you mean together?" I stammered."Of course, silly. It will be fun." Okay. What time?" I'll pick you up at eight." Okay," I said as enthusiastically as a son agreeing to wash the family car. I had never been to one of the drinking parties that were rumored to happen on the weekends. On the other. By implication, even CIA bio labs, but the President didn't make that explicit because he was busy pretending they didn't exist in an attempt to distance himself from that fiasco.Also, at long last, the FBI 'swooped': arresting all the individual defendants of our suit, charging them with kidnapping and other offenses. The President publicly explained the delay with, "The crimes they're charged with are so heinous that I wanted the FBI to have all the time it needed to do a perfect job. I don't. “I can’t help it. I’m so nervous and excited for you to finally meet my parents. Talking to them on SeeMe just isn’t the same as in person. Promise me that you’ll try to be a good boy?”“What do you mean by that remark?” he joked, several fingers combing her short auburn coloured hair. His eyes travelled down to briefly appreciate her low cut top and the cleavage it revealed through her open coat.“Mmm, even the slightest, loving touch, from you gives me tingles. You know what I mean. Don’t try.