I finished with the work I was sent there to do, sort of. She had never even told me her name. I stood to leave and she stood with me, asking if I’d... like anything to drink. I had no idea how to respond, this was so completely outside my frame of reference, outside my vast male-female experience… driving a date to a movie in my dad’s wheat truck. Well, not counting my wife.In short, I was scared; scared for my job, scared for my marriage, but mostly scared of the girl in the room! And God, I. .. shamefully wanking my son off!It may well have been swept under the table if things had gone no further! Probably most mothers have found themselves doing it, to get out of an awkward moment with a son coming home drunk at night?But with Guy following it up with a full-blown mother-fucking; well of course that’s a different matter; especially when that mother had a full-blown climax into the bargain! Such a slut ... first my father; and then my son. Fortunately, I am not religious.I realised. I playfully pulled Dana into the office and gave her a big wet kiss. “Jeez Don, what if Mr. Turner comes back early?” “He’s not going to be back for quite awhile. He had to go pick-up some stuff and he has a dead period next class so he won’t be back until final period, Jeez, a little paranoid or something?” I said with pretend discust. Dana loosened up a bit after that. She became much more playful and I was right there to encourage it. As we were kissing I. Its okay… I really.. ,’ she smiled, ‘ liked it alot ,’ he blushed then just wrapped an arm around her waist and walked along the sidewalk, she didn’t protest but yet moved into the arm, as they walked downt he sidewalk, when they came up to the theater, they entered, Withrow paid way, in which Raven didn’t want, she complained until they got in the theater. They sat and watched, with a unexcepted movement, Raven laid her hand on his, with her head on his shoulder, her eyes watching the movie,.