Penny disappeared into Liz's room.I dragged Cody into my bedroom and slammed the door. I pushed him on my bed and stood in front of him. "What the hel... did you do to my sister?" I demanded."Liz and I ... we ... she wanted to..." Cody stammered."Stop, Cody. Compose yourself then tell me what happened." You won't hit me?" No. I won't hit you. Tell me what is going on." Liz and I ... well ... we wanted to ... uh..." Cody face was bright red from embarrassment by now. I motioned for him to come on. I lifted my knee to give him access. His hand slipped from my hip to my inner thigh, but he avoided contact with my pussy. But I didn’t want the foreplay, we didn’t have time. So began my wiggling again, trying to make contact with my pussy, and finally he got the idea.When he finally ran a finger all the way up to my clit and started massaging, I moaned. That’s what I wanted, what I was waiting for. I felt him pulling his boxers down and positioning himself at my entrance. I knew he couldn’t. I could be in a lot of trouble. Howdid I get this drunk?I was still confident that I would get away with nothing worse thanwearing panties. The last thing I wanted to do was to see a woman in askirt today.Initially Eve tried to argue that we should include schoolgirls. I knewI had no chance and refused to agree this. Eve said "I am still going towin anyway. I'll tell you what, I'll even agree to exclude women of 60or over."At this point I thought I was safe, I could not have been more. Everyone in school laughed at us because we were ALWAYS together. You couldn’t find one of us without the other. I know it’s hard to imagine at just sixteen years old, but it’s true. I knew then that I loved Randy, I just never knew how much more I could love him. In February of 1992, Randy got sick. He had a fever and it seemed like a bad cold. He missed school for about a week and I rushed to call him each day when I got home from school. If he was feeling up to it, I went over and had dinner.