" Did she say what she wanted to talk about?" No, just that she needed to talk to you as soon as possible."I looked over at her and she had that teena...e "I know everything" smirk on her face. God, I hated that look, but Sally and every teenage girl or boy that I had met since being here all seemed to have it. Sometimes I wanted to just smack them on the back of the head to see if it would go away. I knew the conversation with her was over when she turned on the local country station and started. I was nervous she would touch my cock by accident, but also excited at the prospect. I could only imagine how she would react if she did. I assumed Miranda had to know something, since I did let it peek out of my skirt. But actually touching it would be a different story. I decided to make the first move. I leaned in close to her, and asked what kind of perfume she had on. "Oh, just some of that body mist we sell at the store. I can remember which one," she said, tilting her head to the side,. “What time do we have to leave tomorrow, can we sleep in or not?Immediately our mother grew suspicious. “Why would you need to sleep in?”“I don’t know, we just might need to,” Rita said holding back a laugh.“See! You guys are gonna go have sex aren’t you? You can’t even wait for us to go to sleep you horndogs! I miss being young,” Aunt Lisa pouted.“It’s not like we do it all the time, sometimes we just lay there and hold each other, or listen to music, or sleep, were not addicted or anything,”. ” “It’s that good, is it?” She flicked her tongue across his nipple. “Want to find out?” “Maybe next time.” “What about you,” she asked. “Why no girlfriend? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with a girl over.” He had a sudden urge to tell her about Miranda and what he wanted to do with her, but he clamped his mouth shut. All this honesty was catching. “I broke up with a girl about a month before I moved in. It’s kinda what prompted the move. We’d been living together for about a year in the city.