“How did you get in there?” she asked as Sam tried to disentangle his head from Donna’s underwear.“You certainly warmed me up,” Sam blinked ...leepily.Donna beamed as if that fact justified Sam’s obscenely intimate overnight incarceration, “No, really, how did you get in there?”Donna’s flowery white underwear was caught around Sam’s neck, with the elasticated material with the pink and purple daisies forcing him up between her round cheeks.“Did you do this?” he smiled, pulling against her. I was on vacation away from... (No, I'm not going to say it. I already said two not so nice words in one day, which is my limit. Let's just say it's a very hot place.) and spent time traveling across the country. I happened upon a pleasant, small town with a lot of open spaces between homes. There was one house that caught my eye. Not so much the house, but the garden of beautful flowers and trees that surrounded it. The lady who lived there obviously had a green thumb. I admired the garden so. I couldn't ask them or search for information. They were really honest with me regarding sex and the whole where children come from thing and how to keep myself safe but with anything out of their "ordinary" sex life was a major taboo.My real breakthrough was through a break alright, in some summer-perhaps I was 14- I caused my self a disaster of breaking both of my legs and possible hernia in my vertebral column (it wasn't really bad) through jumping into a rock at the sea. At first, I was. I did a lot of that when I was in the Girl Scouts so it won't be anything new." Thanks Patty I really appreciate this."I couldn't wait for Monday so that Patty and I could get on the road. I already had everything packed and ready when she drove up at 9 a.m. We loaded her truck, I kissed mom goodbye and we headed down the road, east towards the mountains. We made small talk along the way, mostly about me and what I liked most about school, and then she asked me about my girlfriends."So tell me.