” “Nothing wrong with that. Just a bit surprised. I keep hearing how sexually active kids are these days and kind of assumed a beauty like you wou...d have some experience by now.” “I want it, to be sure, but with the right guy. One who will treat me well and show me a good time.” I thought about Chloe’s words later, after she had gone home and I was in bed. The fact that she had stripped for me so willingly had me wondering: Was I that “right guy”? Did Chloe want me to be her first? Or was she. ‘That’s my private cellphone number, Tom. Usually the best time to reach me is during the day, early afternoon between one and three is best.’ She walked closer to hand me the card. As she did, she stood on tiptoe, put her hand on the back of my neck, and pulled my head down gently to give me a light peck on the cheek. Then she left to go to her car. Unexpectedly seeing Bethany and being able to spend a little informal time getting to know her better definitely put some spring in my step during. We’ll look after Tommy. Take care.” We hear the door close, and the car leaving the driveway. “What was that about?” Tasha shrugs.“No idea. Wait here” and with that she rushes upstairs. Presumably to check on our little brother. I sit back down at the board and start counting my bank so far. Not bad, even if I do say so myself. I detect movement to my left and see Tasha standing by the door, in just some tight knickers and a tighter vest top with skinny straps that hold her figure nicely. “Oh,. ‘Well, all four of us were actually in the car. Cathy and I were in the back seat, on our way home from somewhere or other. All I can remember was bright light, and then spinning and the sound of screaming, and then hanging upside down. We had been hit, head on, by a truck. My parents, in the front seat, were killed immediately. But Cathy and I, in the back seat, weren’t badly injured. I could see her, she was ok. And then the car door was wrenched open. We thought we’d been rescued, but.