“It's a bit late now, I've wanted to buck you for years! I can't even remember how many times I have jerked off thinking about you.” He said, almo...t matter of fact.“Yeah, I'm sure!” She replied sarcastically, thinking it might be a joke she wasn't quite getting.“Remember when you used to stay over at our parents place?” He enquired.“Yes of course” she replied.“Well, when you and my Brother were out I used to look through your underwear. I even took some of your dirty panties to wank over” He. Second, to pull the SOL version more closely in line with the fully rewritten release version on Kindle. Thank you, Denny Wheeler, for volunteering to do one more proofreading edit. Any remaining errors are because of my stubborness.This is a work of fiction. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Place: Northern Indiana or a reasonable facsimile thereof. The places here are what I needed to make the story work. "Yeah. She wanted to tell me about what happened. Since I didn't have a date today, I'm inviting her to Vaughn's. I hope you don't mind." Nope. I'll be thinking of you... both of you." Say 'hi' to your grandmother for me," Kristen said."All right. I really wish I could see you today." What time are you getting back?" Late. Nine o'clock or so." Give me a call when you get back." All right."I was already in a better mood. I was happy that I would get a chance to talk with Kristen later on. .. we don't have any control over what happens after they leave here... its up to them... I'm sorry I can't convince you... I think you'd do well up there" his eyes zeroed in on my legs."Good to see you again Greg... must catch up sometime... I'll send a complimentary round of drinks over" Yeh great to see you again Bob, thanks for the drinks" replied Greg.Cilla continued to sulk and pout, that I would not become a stripper. As I watched the dancers do their thing, try as I might I could not.