“You let someone in!” Sara yells.For fun, I pull off the blanket covering her.“OMG!” Sara recognizes the person with me. It is the woman from ...he plane.She tries to cover herself, with one hand.“Girls I heard all that’s been happening in here! You left the door to the balcony open.I knew you two lesbian girls would bring trouble to this place.”“But we did nothing wrong. We were just having fun!” Sara cried.“You are just two dirty whores. You both need a good punishment for being so bad. I hate. Okay, I get it. I still feel bad, I shouldn't have done it." I enjoyed it. Don't feel bad. If you want to feel bad, feel bad it didn't last more than a second."He blushed, "When you turn eighteen. I promise I'll make it up to you."I rolled my eyes, I was going to have him before than. I had three days with him, more if I got snowed in, and I was determined to have him."So, you said we had plans tonight?"I empathized the 'we' referring to us more as a couple."Yeah, the gang is all going to that. My senior year, trigonometry was being taught by a new teacher. Miss Howard was a young, gorgeous, 25-year-old slender blond of perfect proportion. Of course, she was the object of desire by the males in the class.On one science-fair field trip, which she sponsored, the guys were teasing her over dinner. They wondered what kind of man she was attracted to. Hypothetically, they asked, which of us would she desire the most? She thought a minute and looked right at me. "I believe Pete is the. Some nodded others went back to their business. I headed into the kitchen. The scene I witnessed made my blood run cold.She didn't see me at first. His hands were all over her ass. She broke the kiss. She saw me. "Mickey!"I stood there stunned. I'm sure my mouth was hanging open. "Marci? Marci! What the hell!" I said. I was beginning to lose it.The man looked at me and didn't exactly smile, but he looked—glad. "Mr. O'Rourke, I presume," he said. "Glad to see you're out. It makes things a lot.