"Lisa told me that. But I think ya great. Not fer boyfriend but ya ain't shitty. I wanna help you with ya problem. Now come wit' us."He snorted as he ...put his manhood back into his wet Y-fronts. "Ya dain't."She gulped and watched as he washed his hands. "Nah affence and all that. But ya ain't gonna win stud of the year." Yeah, I know!" Alistair cried and pushed past her, but the teenage girl grabbed hold of his arm and pushed him up against the wall."Yah know. Then lemme teach ya," she cried. I knew that being sweet and sparkling it tasted fairly innocuous, even though it was 7%. I returned to her house, put the bottles in the fridge, changed into a dressing gown and waited. Presently I heard her stirring and walking to the toilet where she let out a huge gush of pee before returning to bed. I followed her into the bedroom and wished her a cheery Good Morning. How are you? I said, and she sorted of groaned by way of reply. God, I feel parched she said. Excellent, I thought, and. Those green eyes, punctuated by black eyeliner, stared at me intently. I couldn't tell if she was pleased or angry but I did recognize her surprise. I don't know how long she held me there but with each passing moment I became more desperate to taste her again. Finally, her eyes narrowed and with her free hand she pushed her panties down her thighs, leaving me to pull them the rest of the way off. The hand holding my hair slowly relaxed and dropped away. I bent down and softly kissed her inner. "That's the third one in the last hour."Dawn had come on cloudy and grey, drizzle coating the windshield. They'd encountered few other motorists, but they'd seen several individual military vehicles as well as the packs-of-dozens moving as convoys. Hilda had been forced several times to find alternative routes due to road closers, detours, and 'bad vibes.' They'd stopped for a few hours overnight, sleeping uncomfortably on the truck bench. Tamara felt foggy, much like the mountainous landscape.