Lizzie adjusted her sunglasses, then looked over. “My father’s car broke down, or something. Anyway, he’s stuck down in Oneonta for the night an... won’t be coming home until tomorrow. He say’s I’m to behave and not have any wild parties.”“That sucks,” commented Teresa. “So, what are you going to do?”“Have a wild party, what else!” Lizzie grinned and sat upright. “Hand me that phone again.” She dialed a number from memory. “Jimmy? ... Yeah, it’s me ... Want to come to a party? My place ... Right. You know, point A to point B, not really in a hurry, but a good six to eight hours of driving. I had a set of tapes, mostly old stuff, so I wouldn't be completely alone when the radio stations faded out. I thumbed through them, picked out a compilation of old-time summer songs and popped them into the player. Just as the first beat started, I saw the white car in my rear view mirror pull out to pass me.Now, I'm a guy. Like most guys, I check out the babes when I'm driving. It's what guys do. I. I put her things down, and ran to Lisa and gave her a hug and said, “We are in love, real honest to goodness love. We’ll move out just as soon as we can afford it.”“Don’t rush,” Lily said. “We wouldn’t mind hearing you two fucking at night, or whenever time of the day, you wanted to.”Arial said, “Rich tells me you both want to get pregnant, and he has my blessing to help you with that. Just remember, we are in love!”“That’s so sweet,” Lisa said, “But don’t feel you have to move out anytime. I said yes. I didn't have any idea what she meant by .... 'party'.... On the Saturday I drove over to pick her up - I only had a Ford Fiesta in those days! - and we set off. We drove there and turned into the driveway of a large 1960's style house and there were a lot of cars parked on the lawns already. We went up to the door and it was only then I really clocked what she was wearing... she had a very short skirt on, stockings and an even higher pair of heels than at the Photography Class... I.