We swept into the drive without stopping for the guy who came running out of the gatehouse shouting. Looking back though, I saw that a couple of famil...iar looking men had appeared from somewhere and were… keeping him occupied. It would seem that some of the Carpenter’s… operatives, must have been ‘in place’ before we arrived. Maybe the guy should have kept those bloody gates closed. Our arrival on the forecourt of the clinic, brought a security guy out to ask what we wanted, I think. I can’t say. We found some liquor and took it up to Steve’s room. When we walked in two women were pased out on the Steve’s bed. It was Mrs. Wilson and Mrs. Tucker. Mrs Wilson was and older woman with curly brown hair, a little heavy set, big boobs. Mrs. Tucker was a smaller blonde with okay boobs and not too fat. Both had been swiming and were wearing panties and t-shirts. We started drinking and smoking when Steve went over and lifted one of the womens shirts. None of us could believe how big Mrs.. Despite the social inequity, he and Diana became very close and were soon recognized as "a couple" at the school social events. Their sexual activity was limited to kissing, groping her breasts, fondling thighs, and once in a while, mutual masturbation. Diana lacked enthusiasm for the intimate moments. She wasn't cold, but certainly wasn't adventuresome. His frustration, combined with typical teenage raging hormones, sent him home many nights with a painfully rigid erection and little recourse. I make my way up to the house and I grab a change of clothes as I make my way to the shower. I undress and turn the radio on loud as I climb into the steamy shower. I wash and condition my hair and follow with some body wash. I stand in the hot stream and close my eyes as I run my hands down my curves. I jump as I feel someones hands replace mine. I spin around and see Jaysons white smile broaden on his face. He gently bites my ear and his toned, muscular stomach presses against my stomach and.