Collecting was the part of the paperboy job he really hated. It was a pain; asking people for money and standing there like a dope while they found it... or made an excuse not to pay him. But he had to do it. It was part of the job, the way he made his money.He started on Ash Street and the first two customers paid quickly, and he thanked them and smiled. His father had told him that was important, to thank people when they paid their bill. The next house owed for two months so when the lady. She clearlyknew what she wanted and he would only lose points dodging the bullet.Giving her the password would leave her open access to a large volumeof correspondence, not all of which was directed to her. He stalled byasking, "You want my password?" Yes, I want your password, and then I want you to go upstairs and keepyour word about not coming down until the morning." I..." Give me the password."Hesitantly Mallory said, "Tennisball."Melinda cracked up, and said "Tennisball? Thanks, now go. .."cause you totally can if you want. As long as you also fuck me on the balcony as the sun comes up tomorrow. I've always wanted to have a hard cock slipping up into me leaning on the railing as a new day started. Deal?" DEAL", I practically shouted. Ally laughed. Margo looked at her,"You don't do anal?" Oh I do. Eric's more of a tit man but I'm a little shortchanged there so he gets my butt sometimes." Ha, I wish I had your tits. But I guess my ass is nice."All this talk of tits and ass had. I was getting way to involve now with my heart. I knew Bud was too, he had even told me he was. We should have never decided to spend the night together. The sex was just too good. It was softer now and very romantic compared to how it use to be. It used to be wam bam thank you mam. Now it was still so intense but loving in a way. We held each other much to long afterwards now and told each other things only lovers tell. While the sex was still very, very hot it had changed now at least for me..