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... when I realized that Scott didn’t want anyone inside the house to see what he was planning to do while we were sitting in the car. Right on cue he reached over and put his right hand behind my head and his left hand on my waist and gave me a very passionate French kiss. I felt his hand slowly moving toward my breast. He didn’t have to take his time as far as I was concerned but I knew he was just seeing how I was going to react. When his thumb made contact with the bottom of my breast. I sighed long and loud into his mouth as he kissed me, giving him the green light to fondle my breast. He wasted no time and cupped my breast in his strong but gentle hand. In between kisses I purred to him and sighed into his ear as he kissed my neck. I put my right hand on his thigh and began rubbing the inside of his leg up and down stopping just inches short of touching his penis. After a couple minutes he broke our embrace and said, “I better get you inside before they come out looking for us.” He once again came around and opened my door for me and offered his hand and helped me out of his car. I enjoyed this extra attention that he was lavishing on me. He walked me to the door and he kissed me goodbye. Inside the house I ran into mom and she asked, “How was your date?” “I had a good time. Scott and his friend Mark are very good water skiers.” “Mark?” she questioned, “did Mark and Janet go with you?” I was puzzled how she knew who they were. I suspiciously answered, “Yes, Mark and Janet ...

... came with us. How do you know them?” I asked. “Oh your father and I met them at a social a few weeks ago. Scott and Mark are very nice young men. “ That’s the same thing she said when I first asked her about Scott last week. Somehow after seeing how hard they liked to play I was having a difficult time picturing Scott and Mark sitting at some swank ice cream social. I thought I would drop a bombshell on her to see how she would react towards Scott. “Scott asked me out on another date next Sunday. He wants to take me skydiving.” “Skydiving?” she asked, “That sounds like fun. Are you going to go?” What? I said to myself, I tell her I’m going skydiving and she isn’t going to talk me out of it? I thought that something smelled fishy about that. “What are you saying mother? You don’t mind if I go?” “I’m sure it’s safe, and besides, I don’t think Scott will let anything happen to you.” “He’s going to call me tomorrow and I’ll let him know if I’m going.” “That’s nice honey, why don’t you invite him to dinner one day this week. You can show off some of your cooking skills?” That was it. I looked at her with surprise and realized that inviting Scott to the party last week was no accident. Daddy came out of his study and saw us talking. He gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek and asked, “How was your date with Scott?” “It was nice daddy; Scott and his friend Mark are very good water skiers.” “I’m happy you enjoyed yourself,” he said hugging me again, “that Scott is quite the young ...