Red faced they hurriedly threw their clothes on their bodies."At least there wasn't a cop around," sighed John. Fred had frowned when Rhonda made him ...arry the clothes from the bushes but was glad now that she did."And who do you think I am," a voice rang out from the assembly. It was one of the city's finest firmly gripping his night stick looking menacingly at them. Silence fell over the crowd as they wondered what would be the next act in this show. The foursome looked at each other trying. "It wouldn't be so bad except they never fail. Never. Give my History of Europe – Renaissance Through the 19th Century to one of those two, and they're sitting there telling my daughter what's going on in it and two weeks later there's an entry on their transcripts and Terri is questioning me about equivalencies between the formations of modern Italy and modern Germany.Terri. The evil stepchild. We laugh. We love each other. Honestly, if I had my own child, I'd want her to be Terri. But Terri,. But then swiftly, by surprise, she slides me in, all swollen and longing for the sucking, the swirling, the sensations of lust. She straddles me on top, and bends a bit, bosoms swaying, grazing nipple against nipple, like connecting positive and negative ends of a batteries, charging up the flashlight inside of us. We kiss forever, and then she begins her Siren song, testing me with temptation. The hotel room has its own stereo sound system, and she puts in a special tape: ‘Light My Fire,’ ’60. They bumped glasses and sipped the wine. She leaned back on the futon and the kimono gapped open at the bottom. She pulled it back over the hair between her legs. After her second nibble of cheese, he kissed her and his hand slipped beneath the silk of her kimono and the knot around her waist came loose and he was pressed up against her, his hands running down her back and over her buttocks. She made one more feeble try to exert mind over matter. "You have a girlfriend. And what will Jason.