But even after all these years I still remember where I first met you.For many years I had spent my leisure time sitting by the stream, "drowning worm..." as Mom used to say. I made believe I was fishing but really I was dreaming. I dreamed of a girl with golden hair who would come and fall in love with me. A girl who would be all I could ever want and who would only want me.It was at my favorite spot not far from the old mill that I first met you. I was dreaming as usual and didn't hear you as. Not suprising for an old crappy Subaru from the mid-eighties. The girls had to quickly leave to help. I offered to help, but they said they were probably going to hit the town after. This left me in an awkward, yet awesome place. I was alone with Georgie in my house. All I had to do now was seduce her, which I'd already half done.We sat down together on the sofa. I starting joking around, trying to think of things that would lead to sexual conversation. Since we were both virgins and quite. It is just too bad it is too public here to do anything about his growing erection. He looks back at Sandy, who seems to have stopped playing with the other dog to watch herself. She turns her head in his direction and Alan cannot help but smile. The dog knows more than one would give her credit for. Sandy looks away and then back at him. When she does it again, he begins to think it odd. But the next time, he follows where she is looking away to. Across the way is a woman sitting on a bench,. All of the girls from the bar had sperm inside them from at least one boy.It moved forward a month to the girls missing their periods. None of them went the abortion route and as normally happens; those with boyfriends were dumped like hot potatoes. None of the guys wanted anything to do with the girls. It was their problem. They had to be sluts because they had been safe when they did it with them. The college guys couldn’t even be found since the girls had already been pretty drunk before.