”“Where were we, Lena?”“Very close to a place where there’s no turning back.” She turned her face down. “And that means something. It re...ally does.”“It should, Lena. I guess I got used to the idea that’s popular today, that it doesn’t mean something special.”“I know all about hooking up and serial partners and ‘it’s just physical’ and all that and maybe if I wasn’t Lena, I could believe that. But I’m me, Jay. I get to be me. And I get to think that it means something.”“You’ve never...”She shook. As time passed I would compliment her on her outfits until one day I thought to hell with it and while she was in the coffee lounge I crossed the line and quietly said that she looked so good, sometimes I felt like tearing off her clothes. She looked at me and said, Well...you don't have to tear them off. and walked away with her coffee, trailing her exquisite perfume.It was on a slow afternoon soon after that and I was in the main Theater, a high-end showplace, checking out a porn video on a. On Saturday morning I picked Anita up from her home and we drove to the woods. When we arrived and got out of the car, I could smell the grill. My father was there cooking for sure…My mom smiled and almost ran over to Anita, giving her a nice hug and telling me how beautiful she was. My dad also said it was nice to meet her finally; Ana went to him and also gave him a hug.When the food was ready we all sat on the patio for a chat; as both my parents interrogated Ana about a thousand. “Juli! You’re about to swallow my cock, balls and all. OH FUCK!““Are you ready to fuck my ass?”“Turn your sexy ass over and get ready. I wish I could fuck you up your sexy ass, but I’ll just have to settle for fucking your ass cheeks.“DAMN! What an ass it is too, Juli. Spread your legs and let me get my cock between your ass cheeks as deep as I can, then you clamp me tight while I fuck you.”“Fuck my ass, Mr. Frank. I think I could cum with your cock between my ass cheeks like that.”“Cum for me,.