His skin was dark as if he had a great tan and his eyes were a sort of green. His hair would be dark brown, almost like hers, except it was sun streak...d. He had a sweet smile that created a dimple in his chin. She thought that she might really like kissing the lips that made that smile. In fact that smile and his hand on her thigh sent a wave through her that left a little tingle at the nerve endings between those thighs."Okay then, now can I call you?" Joel said."Of course. Wait! Are you. Nor any that I can think of. As long as one of them is you. Thanks. Ill take that as a compliment. I said. As I intended it. Said Petra. May I ask both of you how many guys each of you has been with? Only one. Said Emma. None. I lost my cherry on a horse. Said Petra. My one was when I was eight, my brothers friend. He was eleven. Said Emma. Do either of you mind if some of the boys are, small? I asked. I dont. I would like to try any size. Said Petra. I guess as long as it gets hard and I can. Moving from the hallway into the living room, Betty let out a light gasp as she saw a figure, now turning in her direction to find the source of the noise, rummaging through her desk.“You!” Betty said in surprise recognizing the young lady from earlier in the day, “What the fu...”Suddenly, the young woman started to run toward the balcony door but, due to proximity and Betty’s long reach, was stopped as she felt her hair pull her head back. As she twist to free her hair, she threw a wild swing. Sheoffered to drive for the next leg, only insisting that Dale take overwhen they got into the city. This meant that all the riding positionschanged, with Dale and the boys in the back, and Gina and Gail in themiddle seats. Alison didn't want Dale wrapped up with the two younggirls the way she had been for the first leg of the trip.As Dale tucked in the back with the boys, Alison pulled out of theparking lot and returned the van to the TransCanada highway. "So did Dadtell you about his job.