“Larry, I think we should get on the bed, I really need you to take my virginity, I hope you still want to,” Cara said as she pulled me by the han...d and led me down the hall to her bedroom. Her room still looked like it did when she lived here, normal school age posters and pictures, and as we passed her dresser drawer I looked into the open drawer that held all her pretty things. Cara stopped, “do you want me to wear something special?” She asked.I nodded yes, “I love those white meshy. "Doug clearly didn't get it. "No one talks to me that way."I became alarmed. Did he include customers in that statement? "Doug, she's only trying to help you brush up on your interview technique."Phyllis tried to sooth her husband's feelings. "Relax, Honey, you're among friends." I can't understand some of her questions," he complained.I had to sympathize with him. I often had trouble understanding her. "That's the luck of the draw, Doug. You can't walk into a bank and demand to speak to a loan. It was a busy bar full of revellers with barely room to stand. Sam went in and found a place upstairs to watch Sam and her friends drinking. Sam noticed a odd pervy type hanging around near Libby despite her obvious disdain for the guy. A little later Sam noticed the guy was slipping something into Libby’s drink. He rushed over to confront the creep while he had pooped to the toilet. Sam told him he had seen what he was up to and unless he left immediately police would be called, the low life. " She says simply, shamelessly."Why?" Irrelevant. My turn. What do you wanna know?"I fight to get my breathing and heart rate under control."Have you ever cheated on Dad?" No."I give free reign to my mind. "What's something you do, when no one's looking?" Besides fingering my cunt?" Oh God..." Would you like to see what else I do when no one's looking?" I don't think so..." I whisper, the muscles in my neck straining as I struggle not to look at her. The more we've been talking, the more open.