If you want to, that’s great. Let me know what to wear and when to pick you up and I’ll be there.”“Uhn uh. I’ll be picking you up, so I’ll...let you know when to expect me,” she grinned. “You are my guest, remember?”Jesse smiled for the first time in a while. “You are hard to say no to, Sue. I’ll be ready when you are.”“Good,” she said, “It’s settled. Now, what are you reading?”He showed her the old copy of the novel he was scanning, telling her why it interested him. Sue once again realized that. I went with my friends b/c one of their boyfriends had weed and I totally smoked it up. I LOVED weed soooo much. It made me feel free & it loosened me up. I did a lot of bjs to get baggies. It was like bjs for baggies or blow4blow. I didn't tell any of them what I did b/c I was afraid of Cameron but I felt like I would explode because it made me hot. Cameron's dad! He looked right up my skirt! And he was a hottie for a man his age. He was totally fuckable or at least blowable if I wouldn't of. Yep..barefoot..What more could I have asked for...as I was more or less a hippie...and had on my maxi dress with my chunky jewelry, hair all fluffed out like Diane Ross..but with curls....and barefoot as well... "bejaysus..that does smell good..." and I giggled like a school girl and asked him...if he was referring to the food or me....lol...he smiled and came in and gave me a peck on my cheek...and walked over to the table and fiddled with the matches to light the candles on the table...I was. I had gone from being mostly unaware of Jean to that tingling, hypersensitive consciousness where I thought of little else. There was not a day that passed that I'd not thought of her, of her kindness and her gentleness, and yes, if the truth is known, of her erotic sexiness.I frequently dreamed of her, usually erotic, and it often waked me with an intense, near-painful hard-on. Add to that my walking-around, day-dream state and you can see how I was preoccupied with her. Dazed might be a.