.”“That little Italian place. They have great lasagna.”“Lasagna it is, then.”“I’ll be right back.”When she returned, her already sleek... hair was brushed to perfection and a wisp of perfume assailed my senses.“Let’s go!”We headed up the road and into town. Pleasant meal. Conversation about her school activities. She asked about the work I was doing.“Neat, working from home.”“Yeah, I kinda like it. A decade of cubby-holing every document I could lay my hands on. I can pick and poke and put. He went to kiss me. I slapped him in the face and I walked away. He wasn't surprised. He ran up in front of me, walking closer to me and pushed me on the bed. We started kissing. The feeling of his lips was amazing. I loved kissing him. He started climbing on top of me and began to take off my jeans. I was getting wetter and wetter by the minute. I stopped kissing him, and he looked at me and asked what was wrong. I didn't answer. I pushed him on the floor and ran for the door. He ran after me,. After that we were almost joined at the hip. We didn't make love all the time but we did enjoy each other several times. That summer after my senior year was the best two and a half months of my young life.My dad is sort of cool, even though he can embarrass the hell out of me sometimes. Three or four days after the Senior Prom, he called me out to the garage as I was getting ready to go pick up Jackie.He handed me a paper bag and told me not to be stupid or reckless and to think about my. We had never argued before. Then a random drunk guy came up between us and started to pull me away with him. And Casey got so angry and shoved him off me. He grabbed my hand aggressively and pulled me towards him. That got me wet. He was so hot being jealous. I knew I needed him in me there and then. We both grabbed out stuff and walked out looking for somewhere to fuck. We walked down the street and saw a the back loading area of an establishment. Immediately we went there and he bent me over.