I said "okay", I jumped into his arms as his hands rested on my butt an he made out with me all the way to the side door. When he opened his van I jum...ped in an he followed into the van closing both dorrs an turning on the car light.It was boiling in his van as I made out with this guy I felt his hands travel all over my sweaty body, I pulled off his shirt and then started licking his chest while he lifted mine off.He started making out with me again an then worked his way down onto my neck. He said, "So, if either of you want to take part in more erotic adventures like this, the most basic thing is that nobody talks. Can both of you be mature and cool enough to do that?"Both girls nodded, rather sheepishly.Alan was pleased that he seemed to have some control of the situation. The truth was, if Janice did spread word of what had happened to the gossip networks, it would not only devastate Heather but also seriously complicate his own life. Calling Heather a "cum dumpster" would. And Im happy that you can be honest with me. Theres nothing wrong with liking to do stuff with other boys. Hell, Ive sucked a dick or two in my time. That shocked me. I mean, it shocked me. But as long as you like girls too, there isnt any problem. I thought that statement was a bit strange, but in an evening full of strangeness, what the hell did I know. He stood, came to me and gave me another big hug, telling me again that he loved me, then said that maybe I should go finish my homework and. ’ ‘Hi, Ryan? This is Bax. Chuck Baxter.’ ‘Hi, Bax. How are you?’ Her stomach tied in knots, why would Bax call unless it was bad news? ‘I’m fine. Listen, Brody wanted me to call you. I don’t know if you know, but he got hit in the game last night.’ She swallowed. ‘Yeah, I know. I saw. How is he? It looked pretty bad.’ ‘He’s got a concussion. That’s why I’m calling. He’s at home, but last word is he’s got a monster headache—which is not unusual—and he needs time to rest. I know you must be.