It should be up to her to tell – or not tell – what happened.”“Dad. She is telling. Mom just sent me back in here to fix your breakfast, and I...didn’t get to hear all of it. We all helped with this. Remember? Now, what happened to Ann?”Melissa rushed in, grabbed a plate, two cinnamon rolls and a glass of milk. “Ann is hungry,” she said, as she rushed back out.Shrugging, Jeff said, “Nothing happened, Sweetheart. Her hymen must have been thicker than most. She probably should have had it clipped. I finally noticed her cute sexy white polished nails on the steering wheel. I looked down to see my cock was semi hard in my shorts. Now I was wondering how long I could hold out. I need to get to my room and whack one out before I explode in my shorts. "Your doing great Princess. Your making great time. Thanks once again." I said. She smiled.[Damn this van got everything on the dash. How am I going to watch the road and not him in the back. Geez! He watching me in the rear view. I better put. But I also know that if I had asked, Pete would be sleeping here in a heartbeat and I would be in the room with Linda. This is more about us just doing something together that we all love to do than an excuse to have sex.”It was almost midnight and we all said goodnight, and Ginger said she would pick us up at 9. We both hugged Holly, and Linda and I headed to bed where we were soon asleep.We were just finishing breakfast, and Ginger said we had 4 hours to kill before we had to be at the. I was wrong. “That woman has slept with just about every guy at this party, faculty, staff and students, married or not.” I was informed by my new friend. I looked at him and then the ring on his finger. “And?“ I asked. “I’m married. She flirted with me. It was there if I wanted. But I walked away. She is an attractive lady. It’s hard to say no to someone like her.” I waited until all the food and cakes were placed on tables before I approached her. “Hi. I’m Mike.” I said, holding out my hand..