I see that Ray made our wishes well known concerning your attire! How do you feel about being in the Limo with us?” asked Dread.“I’m very excite... to meet you both! Especially knowing what’s going to happen tonight!” she answered.“And what do you think in going to happen? Exactly!” asked Pete.“This should be a night of wild sex for me! Else why would you have told me to dress this way? I have no real details to go on, but from where I sit, I’ll be very tired by tomorrow morning!” Emma said.“Well. "Put it on, I'll be right back." But what're you gonna wear?" Oliver wanted to know.Frank smiled as reassuring of a smile as he could. "I'll be fine," he insisted, but didn't feel that way when the sound of someone rapping on the door echoed through the house, over Rudy's music."I think someone's knocking on your door, Frank," Oliver observed as he pulled on the jacket."It's probably just the wind," Frank said, earning himself a strange look from Oliver as he headed towards the living room.. Even at the ripe old age of 18, I still had more questions about sex than answers, but that didn’t keep me from constantly thinking about and fantasizing about girls and sex ... and more sex. Like most boys, I was practically obsessed with thoughts of sex. My complete knowledge about sex came from my father’s “secret” stash of girly magazines and a few erotic novels (I don't even count what we learned in health class as sex education). I couldn’t wait both my parents to be out of the house. In the morning, I woke up, hearing a footstep on the stairs. I can be a pretty light sleeper at times. When I looked up at the stairs, a pair of bare legs were descending the staircase, Thick powerful legs that made my mouth water, then the body parts only belonging to males came into view. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I kept them shut as he came down the rest of the way and walked right along the couch. I opened my eyes once it sounded like he was past me and I got a glorious.