We've got to get to choir too." Yeah, it's quick," Zach said. "Uh, Brandon, uh. Is it okay if we—by 'we' I mean Christa and I—is it okay if we com... to your house after school? We, um. We've been looking for, uh. Some privacy, to. Uh. You know. To, uh—"Meredith was smiling at his clear discomfiture—Zach hadn't yet turned red, but he seemed about five inches from it. But Brandon said, "I'm sorry, Zach, but, I can't. My parents—" Oh, oh yeah!" said Zach. "Shit, I totally forgot about them. It's. . groaning ... ready to beg him for the pleasure. "Well, I'm glad to know you're getting into the right mood," he said. "But you can't have this yet." And he pushed the rigid staff back into his pants, buttoning the fly and standing. His condition was apparent even when covered, for the erection pushed at the front of his slacks. But now it was out of sight ... more distant than it seemed when she could see it in all of its glory. "Put your hands behind your head," he said. She did, and her. While the police were sorting out the confusion he had planned to go in and rob the one in front of him.He stooped down behind the seat to grab his favorite gun his BAR. He leaned it up against the door and loaded up his specially made vest's magazine pouches with extra mags he love the vest he had made and considered it his greatest idea. It had built in holsters for his 1911 colts and places for his bar and colt mags as well. In all he had 72 pistol rounds and 160 for his beloved bar all. Without taking her eyes off her phone, she picked up her notepad, which was lying on the bed beside her, and threw it at me. On it, she had already written:“Take all your clothes off. Don’t say anything. Don’t ask me anything. Do as I say.”I undressed, and stood there naked waiting for her to tell me what to do. She kept on with her phone for another minute or so, and then she finally looked at me. She smiled cordially at me, and beckoned me over with her finger.I walked over and stood in front.