I remembered Steve telling that one of his friends worked in a sex shop and he had received a gift from the shop for his twenty first birthday. He had...'t gone into detail although he did mention a 'quality' blow up doll with clothes. I figured this had to be the one and wondered if he had used it. I pulled everything out to have a proper look and found a half-used tube of KY jelly in the suitcase. Intrigued, I blew the doll up, giggling at the formed wanking hand and gaping mouth. Between her. The bedroom door muted her voice and music so he went back to watch and listen while she practiced. He opened her door and stuck his head in, Mandy looked up, smiled, and nodded an invite, then went back to strumming. She was sitting near the end of her bed cross-legged, wearing a loose, light gray satin top, open across the neck, her left shoulder was bare; he could see no bra straps. The top covered her to her waist and she wasn’t wearing anything but a snug pair of blue and white striped. "You know," she said as an opening gambit. "I was missing the way we used to get to be alone for a while." I did, too," he said abruptly. He was staring straight ahead, his knuckles white. "Would you... uh..."He wants to get laid, she realized, and he doesn't know how to suggest it. She wanted to, too, and she didn't know how to suggest it, either. Since starting this job she hadn't been with either Jeff or Danny. Sabrina was right, going cold-turkey was just too hard on her. She'd already gone. It was something that was supposed to be between us, not us and her friends too.I pulled her over to the side of the road on a drive back to the house. We could have walked but Donna liked to drive over. That way if there was something they needed I could just drive out and get it. I did that a lot too. "Donna, why the hell did you mention this to anyone? This is very personal! You betray me and the trust I put in you when you do this." I told her.Donna laughed at me. "Franklin, these are our.