Once we got to my house, he and I were dropped off in my driveway and he asked me if I wanted to go to his house. I answered by sneaking in the house ...nd getting my car keys, handing them to him and telling him to get us there. He was sober enough, and 25 minutes later we pulled into his driveway and slipped into his dark apartment. Jason led me to his room and shut the door behind us. He threw his jacket on the floor and fell backwards onto his single-person bed, allowing me to climb on top of. " Why?" was all she said."Well... i****t involves sex and..." I started out feeling a bit flummoxed."Hell, doing d**gs involved sex too and as I recall we weren't too fussy about who, where or how many." Wendy jumped in "Is that it, all your argument?" Come on," I defended myself "I hardly expected to be having this conversation, I'm afraid I didn't research the subjects beforehand. Anyway, he's u******e so neither of us could seduce him anyway." Listen to Miss 'I Lost My Cherry at 14'. Very kinky.He dived backwards onto the bed and was surprised when it didn't rock or sway beneath him. He would have sworn it was a waterbed, but there wasn't any movement. Instead he just sank a little into the luxuriously soft mattress. It was very comfortable. The surface had been impregnated with some kind of perfume and the musky aroma surrounded him as he lay back on the smooth surface.Where had his girl got to? he thought.He looked up in the mirror. It looked like he was floating in a. The coat gaped open and I could see a theatre gown underneath."I feel so bloody helpless." Her voice was low and flat. She glanced at me and then away again. "I've just told a man that his wife and daughter are dead." She was reliving the recent past. "Now he's got to tell his other two kids that their mother isn't coming home with a new baby - she isn't coming home at all." She looked at me, her eyes wide, tortured. Then they blinked closed, and she sighed, her shoulders sagging. "They tried -.