The mechanic grinned. “Not hardly! Besides, I’ll have to put it into the shop, order one up ... to be honest, it won’t be finished until Monday ...afternoon. It ain’t no big deal, but I gotta get the part in and it’s Friday night, you know. I can’t order it until tomorrow...” He shrugged his shoulders.Lauren put her arm through Peter’s. “But what about us? How do we get home?”“Cab? Where do you live?” asked the mechanic. Peter’s apartment was on the other side of town, but Lauren’s house was only. She wears nighty at home. My father is working abroad and comes home once in a week. It was 2 years ago first I had sex with her.One day I came home from college at noon as the class was suspended for afternoon. When I reached home the front door was locked. As my mother was only at home I thought that she was working in the backside of the house, so she locked the front door. So I thought of entering the house through the back door of the house. When I was about to pass the window of her bed. “Awesome Jason! You sure know how to kiss REAL good.”“So . . . should we stop the story for now . . . or what would you like to do?”“I don’t want to stop acting it out just yet.” She realized that by performing where the story was going, she was being guided to the lustful places she wanted to enter in the first place. There was a brief pause, as she speed read the text and then she read the next part of the story: “Okay so let’s say Jordan kisses me. What. When he gave her nipples a little pinch she wailed and pounded him harder. Finally he could feel her vagina squeezing him as contractions started signaling her climax. He gripped her hips and pounded up into her. His cock swelled, she could feel it too, then he filled the condom with his cum. As she climaxed he felt her juices coat his balls. Finally she slowed to a stop and just sat there with his soft shaft still buried in her.“Wow, that was fun, I felt just like a cowgirl,” she.