"Mark's playing in his room. Thanks for the kite, Harold, he really loves it." Sure, no problem." So, did you want to stay for dinner?" she asked."Tha...nks for the offer, but I think I should probably get going," Harold said, "I still have some reading to do. I plan on canvassing the retirement home tomorrow. I'll keep you posted."While Harold let himself out, the two women prepared dinner together. Something light and cool to counteract the effects of the weather. When it was ready, Mark came in. " Interesting," said his mother. She opened one, and read: "Don't countyour eggs before they are omelets!" Or scrambled," father added. His read: "Fortune can come slow, butleave fast."After dinner, the parents settled down to watching television, thechildren to their homework. At about ten-thirty, they all hit the sack.At school the next day, Joe got the usual hard time from the jocks, thebullies, and their assorted hangers-on. He was, as usual, the butt oftheir dumb jokes and asinine pranks.. He promised not to fuck me. I asked about watching for cars - but he assured me no one would be coming along this road. We both pulled our jeans off and with me laying across the seat, he climbed on my and started dry humping between my ass cheeks. I admit it felt good, but after a few minutes, he poked my hole a couple of times. I got up, pushed him to the side and asked what he was doing. I was pissed, because he promised not to fuck me. He said he was sorry and wouldn't do it again. I. As I walk a foot behind him to his car, the lady in me chastises me every step of the way for not freshening up inside the last bathroom that I so foolishly passed. Too late now. He opens my car door and then walks around and places my bags in the trunk. As I open my legs to slip inside his vehicle, I’m mortified by the faint smell rising between my legs as I sit down. How embarrassing, I think and hope that he doesn't notice. Honestly though, anyone with nostrils could smell me, so how could.