"Hey Tim, what did coach want to see you about?" I asked."Well, he was telling me that he was going to ....."Suddenly he was jabbed in the ribs. Dave ...gave him the dirtiest look that I'd ever seen. Tim just shut his mouth."Going to, what?" I asked."Never mind. Just told me we had a big team meeting tomorrow, is all." Something was up, I could tell, but I really didn't want to prolong this dinner. I had better things to do. All through the whole conversation, Brandon had had his hand on my thigh,. ”“For about two years. It was the usual story – a pair of developing teens at the beginning of their sexual lives, left alone while our parents worked long days, and we lived out in the sticks, so no one else close by to play with. So we played with each other.“It was me who started it – of course it was: women always control sex, except when it’s rape, and that certainly wasn’t the case with us. Dan was very naïve, being a couple of years younger than me, and while I think he’d discovered the. Virginia just stared, “I didn’t know it was so big.”“Thanks for the compliment, but it’s only average. Do you want to touch it? Go ahead but be gentle.”The fascinated tipsy girl reached out gingerly and touched the head then ran her fingers down the side and gently fondled Paul’s balls. He took her hand ad wrapped it around the shaft and moved it up and down.“If you do this you can see the semen shoot out. Would you like that? I would.”Paul had a handkerchief handy so when he blasted it didn’t. Well, they didn't go badly then, either. Rhonda's church youth group had a hayride and party after. Man, that was different. Cassie's church didn't let them celebrate Halloween at all. Said it was Satanist. Rev. Gordon just thought it was all in fun. He hired a guy with a tractor and wagon to cart us all around the neighborhood in our costumes. We'd jump off the wagon when he stopped and run up to the houses and yell trick-or-treat. This was probably the last year I'd go trick-or-treating. Mom.