Luckily the park looked deserted, not even anyone sheltering under the trees. As soon as we reached the grass we embraced, our kisses urgent and hard....His hands began to paw roughly at my t-shirt, and I released him so he could drag it over my head, leaving me bare from the waist up. I kicked off my shoes and pulled down my panties, the rain cascading off my almost naked body. His shirt was soon off too, and we almost fell together onto the grass as he pulled up my skirt, the front of his jeans. "This encounter that I got from one of those super-secret internet entertainment sites," he said. "They have all of the news that most of the celeb media doesn't get or can't run."He clicked his mouse and I watched as a nearly six foot woman ducked out of a building, trying to avoid being seen. She was clutching the hand of a shorter greasy looking guy, with glasses and a general unkempt appearance. She wore a hat and a long trench coat and kept sticking her hand in front of her face to obscure. It made me feel special. It shouldn’t have, considering I was the only girl there, but I did appreciate it. I hoped that I’d get to impress him so that he would fall in love with me. When he said we could all sleep at his, I was happy but not hopeful.Spending the night in a bed with him and Jan made everything worse because Gerard was the one who made all the advances. He slipped his arm under me and pulled me onto him, which just made it seem that he liked me. I didn’t move away. We kissed and. .”“So, about birth control...”“I'm as traditional as I can be. Which for mean me means condoms when it's not safe.”Mr. Jackson sighed to himself. He had been been scared for a bit, not having any condoms in his studio. Especially since he had fucked her five times in a few hours and had about 2 months with of swimmers saved up!He realized that Teresa had been talking about how she “would be graduating in May and was sure she could find work in the area....”“Area? What?” Mr. Jackson.