I had several more days to bring this ‘dog’ to heel, since we weren’t going to go out again until Friday night. My parents wouldn’t let me go ...out on a school night. By Friday he was behaving nicely and apologizing for his behavior. Mom had assured me he would, since ‘us girls have something men will do anything for!’I changed our date as well. The original plan had been much as before, hang out at the mall with some friends and then go parking and fuck. Now, it was pizza at my house. I insisted. She pushed me down onto my back and tongueteased my prick erect. The sight of her pretty face, her mouth bulging with my rock-hard cock, prepared me soon enough. But before I could move, it was Louella who swung a leg over her mount and lowered herself upon the phallic saddle.‘Now, Andrew, now!’ she cried. ‘Oh, my dear love, fill me!’Smoothing out every little wrinkle inside her cunt, it seemed to me, my prick drove upwards to her soft depths as she rode gracefully and easily, leaving me little. He’d stopped her from making a terrible mistake. As a result, she had lost her fear of Bobby Dalton, and now looked forward to being with him. She wasn’t as early a riser as Ramona, however, and when she walked into the kitchen to clean up her mess, Ramona was already there, and already had done so.“I’m so sorry, Ramona,” said Felicity.“Must have been something powerful upsetting to have you up that late at night,” said the woman, concern on her face.“It’s all resolved now,” said Felicity. She. Aren’t grandparents wonderful and encouraging?" I took a bite from a sandwich. "They sure can be. I was just seven years old and Grandpa John gave me a tool kit. I didn’t even know what to do with it, but he let me help him build a garage at his house. I came away from that experience with a great self image." She took a swallow from her soda and smiled. "Your grandfather sounds like he was a great person. Is he still alive?" I finished stuffing the rest of my first sandwich into my mouth..