By the time we were 16 years old, I was 6"2' and 182 pounds. By now Joan was 24 years old and having fun being flirty with me. She usually flirted ...with me when Jennie was present just to tease her little sister. I really like Joan and she liked me. As playful as Joan was she had established strict rules for her little sister. She had told both of us that she did not want us to be alone in the house unless she or her father were home. Jennie and I had some pretty active hormones and Joan. As I cross the border into Canada I give a holler to my trucker friend letting him know Iam a four hour drive from him . As I am nearing his home town my phone buzzes I have a message markedurgent ,I pull off the road to read my message it seems my trucker isin a bit of trouble and needs my help this time . I call asking what I can do he preceded to tell me he is stuck out at duck pond ,giggling I remember this is where we first met he tells me to stop giggling long enough so I can hear what. Come on. The all-American boy become a pretend girl. It would havekilled you Dad. It would have killed me to watch it kill you."Bob could see that there were tears welling up in her big blue eyes,circled in long painted lashes.Pip could see him looking at the tears."It's what girls do, Dad. It's what we do when we get upset."What was he to do? He had no idea. He was a man. Emotion was not histhing, unless it was anger. He was good at that. Anger is what men dowhen they get upset. Now. I quickly guided myself away from the crowd and proceeded toward the bathroom. As I entered, I suddenly felt a forceful grip on my wrist from behind. I spun around and faced straight up to Sean, who locked the doors behind us. “Hey…” I said, mustering my most sultry voice ever. “Amber right? And that dude. You dig the geeks, huh? Sean said. Before I could reply, he planted his lips onto mine. His kisses were gentle and teasing. His hands hungrily roving my body, feeling my every.