I had met Summer my sophomore year of high school, when she came in as a freshman. I'll be honest, at first she kinda annoyed me. Definitely the preac...hy type, though that might have had to do with the fact that her father was a pastor of one of our local churches.I don't really remember how it happened, but Summer ended up falling in with my crowd in school. See, I wasn't part of any one real clique. I was more that weird puzzle piece that somehow brought and held a bunch of different groups of. Somehow, we ended up back at Josh’s place less than thirty minutes later. Maybe it was the sexy guys or maybe it was the liquid courage I had downed at the club, but either way, I was more horny than I could ever remember being. Before either of the boys could decide how to begin, I danced off towards Josh’s king sized bed and slipped off my shirt. “Enjoying the view?” I teased the two of them, loving the rapt gazes they were directing at my sexy body. “Come here, babe,” Josh ordered, sitting. As far as I’m concerned, Dave is my first boyfriend, he’s the only one who ever wanted to be my boyfriend. ‘And you’re going to think that this is silly, but the first time we made love, I was thinking about how bad my first time was, and all I wanted to do was make sure Dave’s first time was great. It was so great, for me as well as for Dave, that I was trying to make it my first time in my mind.’ ‘Oh, good Lord, Marcy, you really are in love! But what about this Dave? Does he feel about you. " What?" She sat next to me on the bed and held my hand between both of hers. It was kind of up against her tummy and I was getting distracted."That's why I want you protected. They got out of jail yesterday and their parents took them home," she said."How could they do that?" They must have planned it all out. Kirby called the sheriff's office Friday morning at seven and told him he had just gone out to get in his car to go to school and discovered it had been stolen." Stolen? He was in it.