The dude obviously got around.I clicked on a random video and laid back on my bed. Chad leaned against me, and I put my arms around him. We just wat...hed the video and waited for some of our hormones to subside.“So,” he said, “about this summer... are you gonna be free at all?”I shrugged. “Well, my dad is making me work—”“Y-you know, if you wanted to come to San Diego, we could hang out or something—”“Hang out?”Chad grinned. “I said ‘or something,’ didn’t I?”I forced a smile. It sounded. "We'll have to wait and see. I just wish I knew what it was that had her so tied up in knots over this."Unfortunately, neither Jennifer nor Samantha had the answer to that, and we rode in silence the remainder of the trip to the middle school.Chapter 4: JenniferI was happy to get out of the house alive. It was horrible to have been discovered like that in Jason's bed, but I didn't regret going there in the first place, not even a little bit.Samantha had been really cool about the whole thing,. I saw only two adult couples out there and no one occupied the six feet deep section of the pool. Even as I saw it, I felt slightly better. "Sweetie, now this is 'spontaneous'," I told her, just before I turned around, opened the door with my back and ran out there holding her. "Fresh air," we both whispered. I walked quickly to get there fast, but to also reduce the risk of slipping. We stopped right in the middle of the back twelve foot edge where the six feet deep part was and no one had. ”“Oh,” Tasha replied, her hands on her hips, “I’m not going out anywhere. I was just waiting on you to finish up with your . . . . reports.”Her brief pause was so very suggestive in nature. Damn.“You can’t do that,” I said.“Do what?” Tasha shot back. Now she was toying with me.“You know what,” I argued back.Tasha rapidly batted her long eyelashes, as she looked down at me, in silence.“I’m only waiting on you,” she said after a few seconds. She bit down on her lower lip with her teeth, and then.