She and Ethan could still take the first flight out of here and go back to California. Back to the way things were. Where things were easier and where...Gabe was none the wiser about the son they shared. No. Sloane was tired. Tired of lying to her family. Tired of lying to Gabe. Tired of running. It was only twenty-four hours, but it was long enough for Sloane to realize that it was a mistake staying away. All those years ago, she’d let her fear of getting hurt and facing Gabe cripple her usual. What was the proper amount, dammit? "You haven’t kissed any girls, have you?" I shook my head, shamed. "That’s alright Dan. I’m sure you’ll be a good kisser. You do want to kiss me, don’t you?" I nodded emphatically. "Well. . . watch then! Watch out there." She pointed across the interstate. She snuggled up closer to me. "I’ll help you watch, we’ll make sure nothing gets by." I really liked her southern accent, and the way she smelled too. It was nice having her so close to me, the bus ride was. We kiss and make luv to each other. He's so hot. While my mouth and lips and tongue are all over his cock, my hands are in constant motion, fondling and caressing every part of his body. His cock is hard in my mouth and he is panting and gasping and thrusting his hips at me and then he cums, his sweet nectar splashing down my throat. I lick and suck his cock until he is totally drained and his cock goes soft in my mouth. Meantime, he has been occupied with sucking my dick and I can feel the. I couldn’t help thinking her reticence might be because of what was happening to Talulah. If it was, I couldn’t really blame her. Sandra had told me, in confidence, that she knew more about what was happening than either she or Talulah had let on.“Have you had any sort of sexual um er, any sort of sex?” I asked softly.She nodded slowly. “Sort of.”“What?”Sandra just shook her head.“Was it good or bad?” I asked, suddenly wondering if she too had had problems like Talulah. Maybe just not quite as.