“Yea I see that, no need to shout” I said while taking both our luggages out from the SUV trunk“Oh c’mon, you’re just as excited as I am. Al... those years of studying finally paid off and now we have freeeedommmm”“Freedom from what, exactly” Her dad grunted as he helped me unpack the luggage and closed the door.“Did I say freedom, I meant….oh noo, how will i ever survive away from my amazingly awesome dad” she replied as she gave him a hugI stood in the back watching the scene. Stacy’s family. I'm eighteen now and I really don't give a fuck about what you or my mother have to say." I say rolling my eyes looking out the window. "Well you live in our house, and if you continue to behave this way, then that's going to become an issue." He said. "Oh so you're going to kick me out?" I say looking over at him. "Yes if you continue to act this way, it's a possibility." He said as he pulls into our drive way. I laugh. "As if you're too big of a pussy to kick me out. You let me walk all over. The momentary halt was soon followed by a tumbling fall with the jar in hand but a gaze above saw his remaining sock had snagged on a peg holding a picture of a laughing jester. Once his heart was no longer beating like mad from the fright, he saw the jar he took was labelled “ ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to his great disappointment it was empty. He didn't want to drop the jar for fear of breaking it below, so he managed to put it into one of the cupboards as he fell past it.Down, down, down. Allen. You must know the truth about my erotic experience: Less than the little bit my profile pretends.My main lies there are my age and being with a boyfriend, with the intention to be only with him.In fact I am five years younger. And do not have a boy-friend, nor any such sexual experiences.I am not sure yet what I really want. I am also into girls as me. And into embarrassing erotisms.I do hotly hope my honesty can convince You to invite me for your interesting 'Intimate Interview'. I do feel I.