Any number of thoughts began running through her head about what she could do. “Ok, how far did he go?”
“You mean with the fingering?”
“Yes, how far did you let him go?”
“Uh, he made me cum and it was so hard to be quiet that I went outside with him to the car so I wouldn’t drink any more before I drove home. “OH GOD” she moaned as she braced herself on the dash in front of her. Just like high school, she thought, making out in the backseat of a car while the guy tried to feel you up. “Oh, stop, stop please she whimpered.”
“Mark stopped, what’s was wrong?”
“I can’t stay like this,” she said and sat back down in the back seat. Any number of thoughts began running through her head about what she could do. She turned around to explain, “uh, well, she stammered because it’s sexier without one and that’s what you want to feel like when you’re out dancing and drinking.”
“Wait a minute, come here, what’s that in your hair
