Saras mom and by the sound of the soccer cleats Saras little sister Ali were now home. Panic replaced pleasure on Saras face as she rolled off me fran...ticly looking for her sweat pants and tee shirt. I quickly reached for my jeans and belt. As silently as I could made a break for the upstairs bathroom. Sara? Ali called. Sara, are you guys up stairs? I heard Ali ask as she climbed the stairs in her wet socks. I made it into the bathroom just in time to flush the toilet and put my pants back on.. In the short while since that first kiss on top of the Ferris wheel, he’d certainly learned how to kiss. His lips were soft and pliant against mine, his tongue was invading my mouth, and his hands were busy caressing my back and sides. I felt his youthful skin as I pushed my hands down his sides to his undies, and pushed them off of him onto the floor.My heart was pounding in my chest. I’ve done this before, why was I such a nervous wreck? Even before I asked myself the question, I knew the. ”I asked, “Why?”Heather said, “So I can tell Jennie what to expect.”That sounded logical to me. Then as I had when I was a c***d, I said, “If I show you mine then you have to show me yours.”Heather replied, “No. If you want to fuck Jennie then you better show me what you’ve got. Just for giving me shit, I want you totally naked now.”I really wanted to fuck Jennie, hell I wanted to fuck any girl, and unlike my sister I had not been sexually active. So I replied, “Okay, but in your room with the. I have already been accepted for the spring semester. What if I extended my Master’s program and took a couple of extra courses this fall? ‘ ‘Miss Baxter, that would only satisfy the terms of the trust if you were required to take the courses to complete your Master’s program requirements or as mandatory preparation for your doctoral pursuit, but you already have your Master’s and have already been accepted for your Ph.D. in the spring, so we couldn’t justify it without potentially committing.