"But probably she doesn't want my dad to have sex with you or whatever." You think he will?" Theresa's brown eyes got real big for a second and I laug...hed again."I doubt it," I said. "He's been acting pretty funny though, so who knows? He might rip off your panties and just rape you or something." Hmmm ... That would be kinda cool," she decided, smiling with a happy wag of her head."I don't think my mom's been letting him do it with her." Really?" Theresa's phone sat on her tummy, moving up and. We got to the car, entered and sat; her in the driver’s side.We leaned into each other and kissed. The kissing turned into heavy kissing. My hand found its way to her breast, her hand on my inner thigh. For several minutes we were just into each other. Our tongues wrestling, stroking each other, breathing heavy, it was great. Then we realized that we were in a parking lot, be it dark, but in a public parking lot, in full view through the windshield and side windows. Luckily her sister’s car was. But she dint reply anything about this, instead she started of asking about my personal life, about my relationships with gals and whether I ever had sex. I said “Gloriya” & “Fatima” are my real life experiences. I asked her about herself and she said she started of having sex when she was 16 years old with a classmate of her and she is having regular sex with many lucky guys. She also said she love sex a lot and enjoys it a lot. Listening to all this has actually made my junior stand up inside. ” She repeated the story two and a half times. Then mid-story she abruptly stopped and demanded I heat up the spa. When we got outside, I realized I’d never worked the spa. I went around the side and flipped some switches, but my efforts were hopeless. My roommate and landlord, KG, was upstairs, but like every normal person, he was sleeping on this hot Saturday morning.Courtney sat in a white plastic outdoor chair smoking a cigarette as I toyed with the switches. “Hurry the fuck up!” she.