The next morning, though, they worked side by side in the basement and her proximity made him nervous again. She also seemed to be more impatient with...him than the day before. He doubted that she was aware of it, though, because he got the impression that it was just part of her nature. She would tell him where to put what and when he made a mistake she would sometimes sigh and tell him, no, I told you, that one goes in the van. By the 'van', she meant the Ford Focus in which he put everything. I guess he was probably in his early to mid-20s. He looked like one of the hipster douche bags that had overrun the San Diego area in recent years. "Uh, I wasn't recording anything. I'm just playing a game, Dude."Chris gestured for the kid to turn his phone around and the kid was too scared not to."You've had the phone pointed in our direction for the past several minutes," Chris said, removing his wallet and displaying some sort of identification. "The conversation is private. That is why we. "Oh my God, how did that happen -?"I then lowered my voice and added, "I thought you said you were a virgin!" Well, I was," Sarah said, "but then I had this accident..."That wasn't TOO hard to imagine; Sarah was a pretty redhead and - unlike me - had a nice pair of boobs, so I could imagine her possibly getting herself knocked up at a party or such. Myself, on the other hand, probably not; I looked more like a boy with my flat chest and short blond hair, and most boys weren't all that. Tried to understand. He said almost the same thing you said, that he didn't think of me that way. Apparently, he was getting crazy thinking about doing it with me, but he respected me too much to ask. So I explained to him that I also thought a lot about sex, more than he could ever imagine, and I had sex with him." She explained, always sounding so calm, as if nothing could be a problem to her. Ever. “So much happens, or doesn’t, because we don’t say what we want…”Carol was openly pushing me.