She was sixteen, so young and sexy. She continued to ramble on and I had to admit she just wasn't a sexy young thing, but smart as well. It was nice t...o see a woman hold her own in conversation. We talked about photography, the horses, and what she'd do now that she was back in town. Memo had left us to tend to the fields and Lucille went upstairs to take a nap. Sunny and I went into the den to talk some more as she showed me some pictures. Most were of the Chicago scenery. She sat close next. I came a little at this point, still remember it as if it was 10 minutes ago.So i think now or never and I stop long enough to take off my t shirt and start to yank down my trousers, she looks at me and does the same. Both of us werenaked in about 10 seconds and I was all over her again, I could feel my cock pulsing and was getting lightheaded. Jesus just thinking about it now makes me remember how innocent I once was.So having no real world experience of sex, just a lot of porn, I rolled on. She might escape without running into Patrick’s parents. Crawling out of bed slowly, so as to not wake the eighteen-year-old, Donna saw her clothes strewn on the floor. She stepped onto the carpet and bent over. There were some stains on her dress. She held the dress to her nose and inhaled, to test for freshness. Donna’s knees trembled. It was not fresh and the smell nearly made her climb back in bed with Patrick. But no, she shook her head. She needed to get back to her husband, Mark.Donna. 0_o —————- Rita saw the ’59 Chevy as it pulled into her driveway. She thanked her mother again for agreeing to baby-sit on such short notice and walked out of the house. Consuela’s convertible started again with a low rumble, as Margarita got in and searched for the seat belt. ‘You know, this is pretty cool, ‘Suela. I think you got the better husband. All Jose can build for me is a faster way to get fat!’ Consuela laughed as she backed out, and dropped the pink flake Chevy into Drive. ‘Bart’s.