Stacey turned to face the counter and handed the girl his paperwork.She scanned it briefly to locate his name. Once she located it, she started typing...on the computer in front of her.Name: Stacy ParkerGender: FemaleGrade: FreshmanID:She asked Stacey, “You have an ID yet?”“Not yet,” he replied.She entered “NO” under ID.“You need gym clothes?”“Yes,” he replied.“Size?”Embarrassed, Stacey replied in a soft voice, “small.”Quickly she entered his information,Gym clothes/Top: SmallShorts: SmallSports. " Hi Gary. This is Stacy. Are you willing to take me on a date, now that I'm ready to go out with you?" That depends on whether you really are ready or not. Am I going to get sucked and fucked on this date we'll be having?" I'd say it would be reasonable for you to have that expectation. Are you free this Friday or Saturday?" I am. What time should I pick you up? Which day would you prefer?" Saturday, anytime after dark. Five thirty should be perfect for me." That's a date. Thanks for calling.. At first she was reluctant. But she soon melted when I pressed her finger over her mouth.And kissed me back.I made her sit on the kitchen table and we smooched for 20-25 minutes .After that I took off her red dress she was in a black lingerie. I never noticed but she was wearing black stockings inside her dress.I took the 2 mangoes and pressed the left oneAnhaita: please can we take it to the bedroomI was so horny that I rammed everything out of the table and told her I want to fuck you right. We all loved our parents dearly, and even though we had become accustomed to a high lifestyle, when the tough times came we all stuck together to make the best of the situation. We hardly ever complained (except about the government's careless attitude to our father's kidnapping), and quickly learned not to ask our mother to buy us things we didn't absolutely need. We let Mom sleep alone in the bedroom, and the four of us kids all slept together in the living room/kitchen, on folding cots we.