Soon Randy's shirt is off, followed by mine then Randy's pants, followed by my skirt, and then my bra. Just as Randy takes my nipple into his mouth, t...here’s a knock on the steamy window. It’s a police officer instructing us to put our clothes on. We do so, frantic and afraid, our libido doused and replaced with irritation.Randy, free of his pants, takes longer than me to get dressed. Before he can hoist himself from the back seat I am already out of the car and arguing with the officer.. I was going to enjoy this day to its full. I climbed out of thetub and dried off with fluffy towels warmed on electric rods. Wrapping atowel around, I aimed a blow-drier at my hair."No," Paul said (my groomsman). "We've got a hair dresser for that," headded."Sure," I said padding out of the bathroom into the bedroom. There was aknock on the door. Paul crossed the floor and opened the door.Standing there was a man. Paul stepped out of the way to let the manenter the room. He was carrying a metal. 'I saw you stick your head into my room when I was with your mother', he admitted, now I knew why he knew I was up for it. Two days later Frank and I had sex, and the rest as they say, was history.Five years later mother and Frank had become an item and she had left the family home and divorced poor daddy, who consoled himself in alcohol, every day going to bed the worse for booze, which made growing up for me, now the woman of the house, grow up quicker and mature in my decision making.Seeing. I took an old shirt and cleaned off and threw my clothes on and hurried downstairs and hugged my mom as I ran to Brenda's car. She was already inside as I saw my sister climb in and Brenda was silent as I got into the back seat. I looked at her through her rear view mirror hoping for a sign that I didn't freak her out this morning.Half the school day is over and I saw Brenda in the hallway and she took her phone out and texted me while we stood on opposite ends of the hall.Brenda: Caleb in.