He rang the doorbell, then came in anyway. She walked out of the hall, staring him down. Her parents were gone, luckily."Jen, please. Talk to me! I'm ...ot going to take no for an answer." Get out." Don't do this. You can't stay mad at me forever. I don't want you to have an abortion. I'll marry you, I mean it!" he told her, pleading."It doesn't matter now. We're through." She shook her head, repeating, "It doesn't matter now." Yes it does matter!"She closed her eyes for a moment, and then turned. “Oh, thank you, so much, Sir” Cheyenne’s words were dripping with sarcasm.Tucker turned on the light setting for Cheyenne to remind the girls that it could also be pleasurable as well. They smiled, waved, and trotted off to go shopping.Mark went into the Bass Pro Shop to look around.“You don’t have to go shopping with me,” Karen said to Tucker. He had always gone shopping with his mother and never been permitted to go off by himself. Karen intended to stop at a printing store and get some new. I don't really know how to describe certain things and I probably won't go into too much detail, but I do hope that you'll enjoy reading these and maybe get your imagination going. This is also a great way of getting to know me a little bit better. To know what sorta things I'm into, what I'm thinking, what I like or dislike.Without any further introduction, let's get started on my first story.Chapter 1:This story takes place a few years back, before I lived in Japan. I was talking to some guy. Debbie was tall, brown blond hair and large breasts to be noticed first thing on her body. The relationship developed much faster. Very soon it was like a dream come true. They were fucking multiple times a day, trying anything and everything together without any hesitations. None of them was very upbeat and had not tried anal sex and so it was not attempted. Neither of them was sure how to and what to do about it or go about it. Perhaps they were both afraid that it would be painful. One.