. “Next year, we go further.”“Yes.“December had been over for almost a month, but we were still talking about it.We’d only spent three days ...ith my parents - with Justin - but we’d made them count.On the first night, as planned, we’d stripped down to our underwear. Not our new, Justin-bought lingerie; some old stuff. Stuff that wouldn’t make anyone suspicious.After all, this was just for fun. We didn’t want to permanently affect my relationship with my parents.With Justin.The second night, we’d. When she stopped in front of me and twirled around, I saw that the dress was virtually backless -- a deep scoop revealed the shadowed cleft at the top of her elegant ass.It was as if a golden statue of Venus had come to life, flesh forming from molten metal. I didn't know where to look -- not because I didn't want to be caught staring; I was beyond that -- but because every inch of her was so delectable. I will never forget the vision of Raquel in that dress, just as I will never forget what. But caring for all the girls enough to have sex? No way, Steve! I want you to think it through, and on Friday, tell me which girls you REALLY cared enough about to be with. And why.”“So you’re coming back on Friday? Even knowing about Stephanie and me?”“At least to talk. I still need time to think about this situation. I won’t abandon you, Steve. No matter what I decide, I will be your friend. We have a deep bond that even this revelation can’t break. But sexual intimacy? That I have to think. I thinkshe was trying to be nice to me as she's not a big fan of the movie.Neither of us brought up the hose incident during dinner or the ride toand from the pizza place. We seemed to talk about everything but theincident.When the movie ended, my mother motioned for me to sit next to her onthe couch. I figured it was time for our talk."Jamie. I want you to know that I am not angry with you for what youwere wearing. But I am angry with you for sneaking items out of myroom. I understand why you.