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A Ride In Texas

... neighborhood. She had her hand in mine and this young sweetheart was a pure darling. I could not help my mind constantly going back to thoughts of her father and what he would say or do if he saw me with her. The father in me kept thinking of a daughter’s innocence and the male instincts was thinking dominating this female prize. Yet there we were less than a mile from her home. She told me that her room was at a separate wing in the house and that no one disturbs her and they give her lots pf privacy, as she is in college now and a big girl. She again giggled with delight and squeezed my hand. As I pulled up to the curb I saw it was a sprawling ranch and she indicated the side door we would enter nearest her bedroom. I pulled further down past her house as I did not want to wake anyone. We walked gently and again I felt like a high school boy with is first score breaking curfew. She unlocked the door and led me past her private bathroom and into her bedroom. We walked slowly and quietly even though her parent’s bedroom was on the other side of the house. She showed me her mini refrigerator and opened up a cabinet and pointed to a bottle of wine and a small bottle of Jack Daniels. This girl was well stocked and had her own little suite going on here. No wonder she was comfortable with bringing me back here. She had also told me that her and parents, more so her father had an open relationship and were comfortable with each other’s privacy. She excused herself to use the ...

... bathroom and told me to help myself. So I poured us each a small glass of jack, ice and coke from the refrigerator. I looked around her room as I slipped off my shoes and noticed her high school cheer leading photos, plenty pics of her with friends and a few of her parents, one of her and her dad. There was one of her and her father standing close, his arm around her waist, on a beach, looked like a tropical island and she looked absolutely gorgeous in her bikini! Her room still looked like a high school girl slept here and it began to make me uncomfortable. Only a minute later, she walked into the room, the hall light making her a silhouette for a moment, until she pushed the door closed, only allowing a small strip of light from the hallway coming thru. She then turned on a small lamp on a corner table which dimly lit the room. She walked over to me smiling and I noticed that she had changed into so tight little shorts and a t shirt that had the name of her college on it. Her hair was up in a pony tail and she was smiling and reached for the drink that was in my outstretched hand. She stood in front of me, her one hand on her hip, her right foot to the side and knee slightly bent as she sipped her drink, all the while, her eyes on me. She placed the drink down on the dresser nearby and said to me in that old cliché tone…”Now….where were we….” And smiled as she moved closer, took my drink and placed it next to hers. She was about a foot and a half shorter than me and as she came ...