You love doing what I say’. Beth suddenly chimed in again, ‘Jennifer, I want you to forget about coming here this afternoon. Forget about the soda... forget Mr Deering and I kissing you… forget this entire experience. Do you understand? You can never tell anyone about me or Mr Deering kissing you. I want you to totally and utterly forget that happened. Do you understand me?’ She looked at Beth and then me for a moment, dazed but still filled with lust, ‘Yes, I think so.’ I stared at Beth. What. That meant they’d have been partying for a couple of hours by the time I arrived, so I’d have to catch up quickly. We were part of an established social crowd who partied together all the time.We all got on well, and I’d hooked up with both lightly once or twice, but we’d never gone further than a couple of kisses for one reason or another. Mostly because one of us was generally involved with someone else at the time. They were fun to be with and I liked them both, so I was looking forward to. I just want to know that she has friends. Her choice of lifestyle can certainly put a lot of people off." You'll be happy to know then that all three of her roommates adore her." I'm glad. As long as she has people like you who won't judge her, I don't have to worry so much."After they sat and talked for a few more minutes, Meg popped her head in the door and asked Lissa if she wanted to go get her things out of the car and take them up to the room that they would share. The two girls headed. My girlfriends and I loved to go out after games and smoke some weed and look for guys that we would like to have sex with. At twice a week we would end up over at the A-Frame. This was a place that we knew that we could always get weed and cock.This night was no different than any other night after a game. My friends Nancy, Sandy and I (by the way I am Patty) would meet up after my softball games. We would go back to Sandy's house and take showers and change. By the time we were finished.