We checked eachothers schedules and compared them."Damn dude, looks like we only have Science and Lunch together" Chris pointed out. He sounded as di...appointed as he could...Chris wasn't the most emotional kid. He was a 'burn out child' as we liked to call him and slightly pick on him because of his hippie parents. Chris didn't mind though, he was proud to be a burn out child, we all just laughed about it together, no one of course meaning true harm. Chris then noticed "Advanced Chorus". Just a rainy day like everyplace gets sometimes. The boys were with me, nearby on our blankets. Bush was sleeping, Bandy chewing his own much larger piece of leather, and Barley grooming himself lazily.We all lifted our heads when we heard the truck pulling up to the house. It didn't have a muffler, or more likely it had a big rusty hole in the one it had, so it growled and sputtered until whoever was driving shut it off. The boys were outside quickly and I followed them into the drizzling. ‘Since I outgrew this little backwatertown and its backwater boys.’ She said not looking at him. Beau glanced at her sharply and then laughed. ‘You need to be taken across my knee and spanked.’ Belle grew warm at the thought and bristled. ‘Yeah. Sure. Keep your eyes on the road and drive me home Mr. Daisy.’ ‘Stuck up little brat,’ he mumbled. ‘Sure I’ll drive you home. But let’s have a little detour first.’ He veered sharply left and drove them to the secluded watering hole where the willow. For the next hour, I want this. More than anything!" He responded, desperately needing her assurance."Forty-five minutes, actually," Minx interjected sweetly. "Unless you've got more cash."Lori could see Peter work up the courage to proceed. They were both very much aware of how intimacy makes sex so much better, turning simple climaxes into wild, screaming uber-orgasms. Where there was trust, there was intimacy. It had taken him this long to relax and begin to trust Minx, that she would not.