She swung her legs out one at a time putting herself on complete display to me.“Jesus, Anne! I’m ready if you are. Just lean back!”“Ready fo... what, fucking or shopping?”“Open your legs again, and I show you what for. Look at my fucking cock, you’ve got me hard as a rock.”“And I’m gonna want to fuck that rock later,” she said getting out of the car, “but for now, shop!”An hour later, we emerged from the store with a red devil’s mask that would only cover my forehead and eyes and a couple. So I walked her back and we chatted about our favorite books for a few minutes outside her door. "Well I better get inside," she said."OK Ms. Peterson have a good night." You can call me Emily outside of school, I hate going by Ms. Peterson," she said with a brilliant smile on her face."Alright, good night Emily." I was beaming inside. That's awesome! I can call her by her first name I was thinking. I was overly excited over a very little thing.The next week was uneventful although Emily did. .but it closed soon. Lucky for me they were starting a summer weekend special 24hrs Friday and Saturday only. So i showered through on some through on some bb shorts with no underwear t shirt and running shoes. I got another stiff drink because started getting nervous. So i was on my way . It was kinda hard to find and i did not wanna be seen either but it was early morning about 4 am hoping no one i knew was out. I finally found it. The area where it was not bad about 45 mins away from my. Plus, he’s a good guy. He cares about his partner. I mean, you’re new to all this. He’s going to make sure you have a good time, and wow, does he know a good time.”“What about you? I mean, and him?”“Oh, little green monster time? Well, set your jealousy aside, silly little girl. Sure, I’ve known him for years, and yeah, we have fun together, but, I don’t know, he’s a little too uptight and hard-charging for me. Or maybe it’s that I’m a little too loose and ‘who the fuck cares’ for him. Anyway,.