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 TRADING FRIENDS PART 10

   BOB

   By Sagacious

   Notice: This story has a strong sexual theme and portrays sexual acts.
It is fiction straight from my mind and as such all characters and
situations belong to me.  If the laws in your portion of the universe say
that you are too young to be reading this type of fiction, then please go
away.  You have been dutifully warned.

   mf, rom, first, oral, inc


BOB:
Monday morning and I began what seemed to be a normal week at school.  I
was riding the bus today because mom needed the car to run some errands.  I
almost had enough money saved to buy my own car, but I was still a couple
of months from being able to so for the time being I had to share with mom.
She certainly couldn't afford to do much to help out.  Her salary as a
nurse kept us clothed and fed, but not much more.  Dad was supposed to be
helping, and for a few years he had, but when he found another family to

join his assistance had pretty much ceased.

   Walking across the parking lot on my way into school I saw a number of
kids greeting each other with kisses and hugs.  Oh how I wish that I was
one of them, but I wasn't.  I was just too geeky to get any interest from
the feminine side of the school population.

   I was heading down the hall in between my honors algebra and biology
classes when I was stopped by Robert Haroldson.  I have known Robert for
years but we have not been very close.

   Right now I was jealous of him because he seemed to have caught a cute
sophomore for a girlfriend; in fact if rumor were true, he and his friends
seem to have all gotten girlfriends and they were swapping them around like
party favors.  I don't generally believe the rumor mill, but I had seen
things which gave this particular one some credence.

   "What's up Robert?  What can I do for you?"

   "I would like to talk to you Bob.  Would you be willing to wait for me
after school?"

   "I'd love to Robert; but I have to catch the bus today."

   "How about if I give you a ride home?  We can talk on the way."

   "Sounds ok to me Robert.  I'll meet you by the parking lot."

   The rest of the day was pretty normal, but I was going through it in a
fog.  One thing that kept getting into my mind was that Mark and Jimmy and
Robert had all found girls.  Mark had always had problems because of his
stutter, if he could have such a cute girlfriend as Jessica Cooper, then I
had to have a chance as well.  There had to be some kind of secret they
could give me to help me out.  I wasn't particular about what the girl
looked like; as long as she was willing to spend time with me I would be
happy.

   I was so lost in my thoughts that I was still sitting in my last class
after everyone else had left.

   I hurried down to my locker and grabbed what I would need to study
tonight.  As soon as I got out of the door to the parking lot I saw a small
crowd.  Six of the football crowd had someone in a confrontation.  Suddenly
the leader took a swing at the victim and as he did I saw that it was
Robert Haroldson, the guy I was supposed to meet here.

   I don't care what Robert may have done to deserve a beating, six on one
was way out of line.  When they started kicking him where he had fallen
from the punches I knew that I had to take action.

   Calm, calm.  Identify and evaluate.  Four to the right, kick behind the
knee, forearm to the throat, back two down, step to the left, hammer strike
to the nose of the leader.  The man to the left of the leader tries to
throw some kind of karate chop at me, automatic snap kick to the knee. 
Turn back to last two, they are running away.  Check on downed assailants.
The one I tripped is lying on his back with his breath knocked out, the one
I forearmed is trying to breath.  Leader is out cold, last man is not a
problem, shattered kneecap.

   I bring myself back to normal and reach down to help Robert up.  "Are
you all right Robert?" I looked over at the guy with the bad knee.  ""sorry
about that man, but you rushed me while I was involved with two other guys.
The only move I could make was to take out your knee.  I hear that plastic
ones work quite well now.  Maybe you can almost walk normally again."

   There was a teacher running at us by this time.

   "What the hell happened here?"

   "These guys attacked my buddy Robert and I stopped them, that's all. 
"What do you mean you stopped them, they are out cold?"

   "When neutralizing a superior force one must use the tactics that remove
a foe as quickly as one can.  If there had been fewer bullies attacking
Robert I could have stopped them with much less injury to them, but since
there were six I had to use harsher means.  In other words it's their own
fault.  Blame them."

   I took Robert's arm and led him away.

   "Damn Bob, where did that come from?  I never knew you were a wizard at
self defense.  Oh, and by the way thank you.  You saved me from a bad
beating."

   "No problem Rob.  I had to learn Aikido when I was younger and getting
beat on every day.  I taught a few lessons to bullies till they stopped
picking on me and by then I was hooked on the exercise and energy benefits
so I kept it up."

   "Well it sure came in handy today, I owe you one."

   "No problem Robert, I would do the same for anyone, and so would you I
think."

   By this time we had gotten to Robert's car and this cute little blonde
was all over him.

   "What the hell happened to you?"

   "Back off hon.  I've got a lot of bruises thanks to Billy's friends
thinking that it was my fault that he was in jail.  Bob here got them for
me and saved my life."

   The blonde then grabbed me in a big hug.

   "Thank you Bob.  I'm Regina Snowden and I'm Robert's girlfriend.  I owe
you a big one and I always pay my debts, I'm not sure how right now, but I
will pay it."

   "Excuse me Regina, this is Bob Hicks, the guy Mark was talking about at
lunch.  You and I were going to take him home so we could talk about the
gig Saturday night."

   "You two don't owe me anything.  What's this about a gig and why do you
need to talk to me?"

   "John Galt is playing our first indoor gig and we would like to spice
things up with some kind of a light show.  Mark said that you were
experimenting with lasers and I thought you might be willing to help us
out."

   "Sounds like fun.  I'll be glad to help if I can.  I have a few designs
of my own that I would love to check out."

   When I had given Robert the directions to my house we continued to talk
on the way.  I was quite excited and said that some of my designs would
work outdoors as well.

   "Do you have anyone running the sound board Robert?  You know, keeping
the balances good during a performance."

   "No Bob, we are only on our second gig and don't have anyone to help
yet."

   "Well it won't take all my attention to work the lights so I'll run the
sound too, if you don't mind that is."

   "Hell no I don't mind, I don't think the other guys will either.  We can
use all the help we can get.  We'll be glad to share any pay with you."

   The next morning I was called to the office, as I expected to be.  I was
sure that I was going to be suspended for fighting, until Robert's sister
Karen showed up.  She had pictures taken at the clinic of Robert's
injuries. These were bad enough that all charges against me were dropped
and it was evident that the attackers were not going to get off without
punishment.

   I gained a little notoriety from my actions, but I played it down as
much as possible.  Mark did thank me and give me a little background on the
situation with Robert and the jocks.

   On Thursday after school I went over to see how Robert was doing.  He
hadn't been in to school yet and after seeing the pictures of his injuries
I was concerned.

   He said that he would go to school the next day and should have no
trouble with the gig Saturday night.  I had something else I wanted to talk
to him about though.

   "Can you help me Robert?  I see how you and the rest of the group have
such fantastic girls and there are rumors going around about how you all
act and I need some help.  I can't get any attention from the girls at
school and I was hoping that you could give me some pointers on dating."

   "You have the wrong guy Bob.  I spent most of the last two years trying
to get a date.  And as for the rest of the group, the girls picked us.  We
just got lucky.  Now what do you mean that there are rumors about us?"

   "Don't get upset with me Robert, but the rumor mill has it that you guys
are swapping girls.  One week you will be out with Regina Snowden and the
next with Jessica Cooper or Sheri Morgan."

   "Well they have it part right; but the girls are the ones doing the
swapping.  Everything we do is at the behest of the girls.  We guys just go
along with the flow and count ourselves lucky."

   He told me how the situation had come to be and the history without
giving out any real details.

   "So you see, I don't have any tips or advise I can give you.  But I know
who can."

   "Karen!  Would you please come in here?"

   Robert's sister Karen came in from the back of the house.  She was
wearing just bikini panties and a T-shirt.  My eyes bugged out and I could
feel myself blush.  Karen was unconcerned and seemed totally at ease,
although she smiled when she saw the reaction she got.

   "What can I do for you bro?  Hello Bob."

   "Hi Karen."

   "Bob here has the same problem I had before we got together with your
friends.  Can you help him to get a date or two and maybe a girlfriend?  He
is a very nice guy getting overlooked like I was.  Do you have any friends
that might be interested in him?"

   "If I don't I'm sure that one of the others will.  The only thing is
that you have to teach him your kiss, if you can do that there are any
number of girls who would be willing to go out with him."

   "I can't really teach him sis, all I can do is provide instruction. 
Someone else will have to be the practice dummy.  Want to volunteer?"

   "I sure do, I owe him something for saving you Monday."

   I was confused as Robert told me about how he had captivated the girls
with his method of kissing.  He explained about shutting out the rest of
the world and just concentrating on the kiss, on how it felt and how the
girl reacted and nothing else.

   "Wow that is very similar to how my teachers want me to concentrate on
my moves in fighting.  If I work at it that way I might be able to do what
you say.  It would only take some practice."

   "Well that is what I am here for." Karen said.  She moved over to me and
put her arms around me and lifted her head for a kiss.

   "Won't Jimmy be upset with me Karen?"

   "We could go a lot further than a kiss without Jimmy being upset.  He
trusts me and when I tell him about it he will be glad that I was able to
give you some form of thanks."

   "You're going to tell him?"

   "Of course I am.  The eight of us have no secrets.  We decided from the
start that the only way we could make this situation work was to be totally
honest with each other.  Thank you," she bumped her hips against my crotch,
"that is a very high compliment."

   I was blushing again.

   "Now give me a kiss and try to do it the way Rob told you."

   I bent down and touched my lips to Karen's.  At first I was a little
tentative, but Karen wouldn't allow that and pushed me hard.  I pulled her
to me and put all my concentration on the feel of her lips doing like
Robert said and trying to memorize every little bit in case I never get the
chance to do this again.  The longer the kiss lasted the more I had to
support Karen.  I couldn't believe that I was kissing this beautiful young
girl.

   This went on for a few minutes, and then Karen suddenly pushed away from
me.

   "Damn!  We had better stop right now or Jimmy will have reason to be
upset.  You are already better at that than everyone but Rob.  If you learn
that fast at his other specialty I won't have any trouble getting you
dates. I'll see if I can find you someone for Saturday night, but she may
just be a temp until we can find you a permanent girl."

   I was stunned at the intensity of the kiss.  "Thanks Karen.  All I
wanted was a little help.  I hope that once I get a girl alone I can get
her to want to stay around; I just need a chance to do it.  What do you
mean his other specialty?"

   "That's a discussion for another day and if you kiss them like that
you'll have to beat the girls away," Said Karen.  "Is there anything you
want in a girl, anything you don't want?"

   "As long as she is not fat, blubbery type fat, I'm ok with stocky. 
Otherwise she just needs to be nice and willing to talk."

   "What about her looks, do you have any preferences?"

   "No, I know that I am no prize and can hardly expect to have anyone as
pretty as you Karen.  Looks matter much less that personality.  I know the
old joke about a girl's personality being proportional to her looks, but
that is ok with me."

   "That makes it a lot easier Bob.  You'll have a date Saturday.  Just
don't kiss me again unless you join the group, I don't know that I can
control myself."

   I thanked Karen and left.

   Robert came to school Friday and I got some reflected glory from it.  He
obviously was not up to snuff yet and left in the afternoon.  I went home
and did some final wiring on a couple of designs.

   On Saturday I packed my stuff up and took it over to Robert's house.  I
set up a couple and tried to follow along on their original songs.  These
guys were good.  The thing that got me the most though was the way that
these beautiful girls were all over them.  They even had Marsha and Marilyn
Idle with them and Marilyn was paying a lot of attention to Robert.  What
surprised me was the attention that Regina was giving to Paul without
Robert giving one bad look at them.  This was too strange for me.

   Karen was nice enough to let me know that the girls had found a date for
me tonight.

   "Just treat her nice and make sure that she is in control of any sexual
ideas and you will be ok Bob.  You will probably be surprised by who she
is."

   I thanked her and once the guys were done I and they packed up.  I made
sure of where I was supposed to be and when and went to get something to
eat.

   I went home as I wanted to save my money in case my date wanted to go
somewhere after the gig.  Mom kept asking me why I was so nervous and I
finally told her.

   "I have my first real date tonight mom.  Some friends have set me up
with a blind date tonight and I'm afraid that I will blow it."

   "Just be yourself sweety and I'm sure that any girl will like you.'

   This really made me feel better, yeah sure.

   I spent the rest of the time till I needed to leave in my room playing
on the play station.  I haven't lost that badly ever before.

   It was finally time to go.  I told mom that I would probably be very
late.

   I headed out to the gig and started setting up.  I put all my controls
over to the side of the dance floor.  I hoped that I could track the
changes needed from there.

   Some of the girls arrived and Regina came over to me.

   "We brought your date with us Bob.  How do you feel about Pamela
Ainsworth?"

   "She is much too pretty to be dating me.  Did you tell her who she was
going with?"

   "Yes I did Bob, and she was pleasantly surprised.  Karen tells me that
you caught on to Robert's kissing technique very quickly.  I still need to
thank you for saving my boyfriend from a bad beating."

   "No thanks are needed Regina.  Getting me a date with Pam is thanks
enough."

   "I will be the judge of that, now hold out your arms and kiss me."

   How could I refuse a request like that?  I leaned down and pulled Regina
into me and kissed her.  I blocked out everything else but the feel of her
lips, the scent of her breath, the taste of her mouth as she opened her
mouth and pushed her tongue into my mouth.  God this felt fantastic.

   The next thing I knew Regina was being pulled from my arms and another
girl was taking her place.

   "My turn.  I'm Jessica and I want to thank you too.  Robert means a lot
to us and we all want to thank you, Pam can have you after we are done."

   With that my world dissolved into lips and tongues and hugs.  When I
finally was allowed to breath again I was surrounded by 5 Girls.  Regina,
Jessica, Sheri, Marsha, and Marilyn.  Karen stood off to the side with
Pamela.

   "He's all yours now Pam.  We just had to let him know how we felt about
his act of bravery.  Pamela Ainsworth, meet Bob Hicks, our champion and
your date for tonight."

   As she was saying this each girl gave me a peck on the cheek and a hug
then walked away.  Karen came up to me and did the same then put Pam's hand
in mine said "have fun tonight you two" then walked away.

   "Hello Bob.  That was quite a show."

   "That wasn't my idea Pam.  I've never even met most of those girls."

   "If that's the way you kiss strange girls, I can't wait to see what you
do with someone you know."

   "I don't know Pam.  Thank you for coming here tonight.  Did you know who
you were supposed to be with?"

   "Karen told me who you were, yes."

   "And you were still willing to come?  Why?"

   "I have seen you for years and didn't realize what I was seeing.  I knew
about the way kids treated you but didn't think much about it because I was
being treated the same way; then I saw you with those thugs Monday.  I
suddenly realized why they had left you alone but you never advertised it,
you were always quiet.  When Sheri offered me the chance to date you I
jumped at it.  The only dates I have been getting are slugs who just want
to fuck the cripple for variety.  They think that I will be easy."

   "You make too much of a little thing, I'm nothing special.  I've admired
you too, the way that you bypass your problem without trouble.  I've never
seen you ask for help or pity.  Can we continue this over at my station? 
The band is getting ready and I need to be as well.  This will not be much
of a date for you because I'm going to have to be working with the band all
night."

   "That's ok Bob, I'll enjoy seeing you work and listening to the other
guys play."

   I was now working on finishing my setup.  I had patched together enough
cables so that I was able to control the sound on the Alesis mixer that
Robert had and I had all of my lights hooked up to a panel I had put
together last night.  Each light had on-off control as well as brightness
and some had movement control.  I had the lights placed all around the band
as well as a few toward the audience.  I was checking out a few of them
when Robert asked for a sound check.

   "Would you go and stand in the center of the hall for me Pamela?  Let me
know if the sound is off at all?"

   "Sure Bob."

   She went out to the center and I gave Robert the thumb's up.

   They played a song called Heros which had all of them singing so I could
balance the vocals.  At one point Pam came over and told me to bring up the
bass and keyboard a bit.

   By the time the song was done I realized that I was in trouble.  Running
both panels was too much for one guy.

   When Pam came back over she brought us each a drink.  The band was
taking a break waiting for the dance to begin.  We were prepared.

   "Let's go outside and walk a bit until this thing starts Pamela.  I
would like to get to know you better."

   Pamela smiled and put her left hand in my right.  We went out of the
hall and started walking around the large pond that was behind it.  Pamela
was dressed in a light stripped sleeveless blouse and I could see the white
bra straps through the arm holes.  I got a small thrill from seeing the
forbidden garment.  Below the blouse was a just above the knee length skirt
of dark green.  Her slender feet were encased in penny loafers.

   "Would you mind watching over the sound mixer for me Pam?  I might be
able to do both, but right now I'm still learning the songs and what I want
to do with the lights, maybe we can learn together.  Have you heard them
before?"

   "No, from what Karen said this is only their second gig.  That song they
did for warm up was really good though."

   "Yeah it was.  You say that you were bothered by other kids because of
your hand?"

   "I was "Captain Claw" for years.  Then it was just "The Claw".  I hated
going to school for years and I only had a few friends who didn't make fun
of me.  By the time I got to high school everyone had pretty much gotten
used to it, but I still get stares from time to time.  Does it bother you
Bob?"

   "Why should it bother me?  Your hand is a part of you and has helped to
make you what you are.  It is as beautiful as the rest of you."

   "What do you mean it is beautiful?" Pam turned around in front of me and
shoved her right hand into my face.  I examined it closely.  There were
only two digits on the hand.  The thumb and first finger, the rest of hand
faded back toward the wrist with several bumps.  It indeed resembled a
claw.

   I pulled it closer and kissed it.  I rubbed it with my hands and pulled
it against my cheek.

   The look in Pamela's eyes was incredible; it was almost worship.

   "You are much too pretty a girl to let something like this get in your
way.  Let's go in and help our friends with their job tonight.  Later we
can go get something to eat and talk some more."

   Pam spent the rest of the evening by my side working the sound board. 
She was much better at it than I could have been.  I could hear when she
made changes and they were all good.  We were both learning the songs and I
was trying to keep up with the changes.  I was going to have fun working
with these guys, especially if I could be at some of the practices.

   After the gig was done Pam helped me pack up my stuff and then we joined
everyone else at Denny's.  The talk was funny and also very sexy.  Some of
the things that were said and done were enough too make Pam and me blush.

   I asked Pam what her curfew was and she told me that her parents trusted
her to stay as long as she wanted.  She said that she was to use a curfew
as a way to shut down dates that were getting too pushy.

   "As far as you go Bob, I don't have a curfew.  There isn't anything you
can do that will make me stop you.  I trust you to take care of me."

   "But Pamela, you barely know me."

   "I know you better than you think buddy.  I've talked to some of your
friends and I wish that I had gotten the courage to talk to you years ago.
Why didn't you ever ask me out?"

   "You are much too pretty to ever go out with me.  I couldn't even
imagine myself asking you out.  I don't know why you aren't running away
screaming now."

   "You have much too low an opinion of yourself Bob.  We are going to have
to work on that, but that is for another day.  For now why don't you drive
me home?  We can talk some more on the way."

   So that is what we did.  The conversation on the way to her house was
interesting and totally different from what I expected.  Pamela giggled and
teased me about the other girls we were with tonight; she talked about
other kids at school, and in general guided the conversation away from any
personal items.

   When we got to her house she told me to park in the drive.  I stopped
the car and turned to her.

   "Thank you for a very enjoyable date Pamela.  I hope that you will be
willing to go out with me again."

   "The date isn't over yet Bob." She was already sitting right next to me
but she seemed to pull herself in closer.  "Please show me what all those
other girls felt.  Kiss me Bob."

   I leaned down and got lost in the beauty of her eyes.  They were grey
and sparkling and as I looked into them I could feel myself drowning.  Our
lips touched and everything else disappeared.

   I did what Robert had told me to.  I tried to memorize everything about
Pamela, because I really didn't believe that I would ever get the chance to
kiss her again.

   I thought I heard something; it was someone knocking on my window.  I
pulled away from Pamela and looked behind me at a smiling visage in my
window.

   "Hello: you must be Bob.  That piece of tofu in your arm is my daughter.
Please pull her out of your car and bring her into the house.  You will be
much more comfortable in there."
I still wasn't thinking very clearly and did as I was bid.  When I got
to the door the woman held it open for me.  I carried Pamela into a

spacious and bright kitchen.

   "Just set her on one of the chairs.  We need to talk."

   Oh great, do women even realize what kind of doom those words entail? 
At the same time this woman was still smiling as she gestured to a chair
for me to sit in.

   "What did you do to Pam out in the car?"

   "I kissed her, as she asked me to, that's all."

   "No it isn't.  I've seen millions of kisses.  That was a seduction under
the guise of a kiss."

   I was starting to get myself together and I noticed that Pam's mother
was short and round, I could see that this is probably what Pam would look
like in 20 or so years.  I say that she is round, but it seemed to be a
very firm kind of round, not fat.  Pamela entered the conversation at this
point.

   "You may be right mom.  Karen explained it to me, her brother started
this and has told some others how.  Bob is either very good at it or I am
in trouble.  Imagine that when daddy kisses you you are the only thing in
his universe.  No bills to be paid, no worry about work tomorrow, no aches
from leaning over, nothing else.  All of his concentration would be focused
on you.  Can you imagine what that would do to you?"

   "Oh my god.  That could be deadly in the wrong hands, but then if they
were the wrong hands they couldn't make it work.  Ok, Bob, I'll give you
the benefit of the doubt.  Please take Pam into the living room and make
out for a while, she is on birth control and you will not be disturbed.  I
would much rather that anything the two of you get up to is here instead of
the back seat of a car.  Pam can control things a little better here as
well."

   "That's ok mom.  Bob doesn't have to worry anyway.  Karen and her
friends are determined to find someone for Bob.  They told me that if I
didn't work out they would have another girl for him tomorrow.  Maybe he
should go out with a couple of these girls to see what he has available to
him."

   A pit opened in my stomach.  I had such high hopes for this.  I turned
away and started for the door.

   "I'd better go.  My mom will expect me soon."

   "Wait, wait Bob.  What did I do?  Please don't go yet."

   "That's ok Pamela, I understand.  I won't bother you again." I looked up
to see Pam's mother obstructing my way to the door.

   "Stop Bob.  I think you misunderstood something.  My daughter may be
very smart, but she doesn't understand men, or should I say boys, and their
tender egos.  She didn't mean that she didn't want you when she suggested
you try other girls."

   "Well what else could it mean?  If she wanted me why would she suggest
that?  I don't understand."

   "Take him to the couch and show him how you feel Pam.  I'll give you an
hour and then he really must go."

   "Thank you mom."

   Pam grabbed my arm and pulled me into a dimly lit living room.  She
pushed me into the corner of the sofa and then climbed onto my lap with her
back to the arm of the sofa and her legs on the cushions.  She had kicked
off her shoes and put her arm around my shoulders.  My left hand fell
naturally to her hip and my right was lying on her thigh.  With her face
even with mine for the first time tonight Pamela closed her eyes and kissed
me.

   I surrendered to the kiss, but I was unable to disappear completely this
time because I had a squirming bundle of femininity on my lap.  When she
first pushed her tongue into my mouth I was in heaven.  Somehow we both
lost our shirts and she told me how to unhook her bra.  I did my best to
map those small round peaks with my lips and oh how she squirmed and moaned
and ran her hands all over my back and chest.

   When the light came on I had my mouth on her tit and my hand had just
discovered how wet her panties were.

   "Pamela dear, you are supposed to resist at least a little on a first
date.  Now you need to tell lothario goodnight and that you will see him
again as soon as he wants to; but it is late and he needs to go home. 
Goodnight Bob, I am very glad to have met you and I hope that we can become
friends."

   I found my T-shirt on the back of the couch and pulled it on.  Pam
didn't even bother to get dressed.  She gathered her blouse and bra and
walked to the door topless.

   "Goodnight Bob.  I had a wonderful time and I do want to see you again.
Karen says that they are having a small party at her house tomorrow around
noon.  Would you like to go?"

   "Yes I would.  How about I pick you up at 11:30?  I may have recovered
by then."

   "That will be great." She reached up and stroked my cheek with her right
hand.  "See you tomorrow."

   I walked to the car and got in.  I looked over at the door and she was
still standing there showing me those perfect little tits; then the light
went out and the door closed.

   I drove home in a fog and later lay in my bed going back over the whole
night in my mind and fell asleep with the aroma on my finger tips in my
head.

   Sunday was a fun and learning day.  I learned more about Pamela's sense
of humor which had almost caused a train wreck last night.  I also learned
a little more about the lifestyle that my fellow band members enjoyed. 
There was no jealousy or friction between them, they all enjoyed each
others company.  I also learned a fun new card game.

   As the afternoon diminished and I began getting hungry I asked Pamela if
she would be willing to go to dinner and a movie with me.

   She said yes, but as we were about to leave Karen pulled us aside.

   "I'm so glad that you two are hooking up together so well.  Please don't
think badly of us in how we conduct ourselves.  You have to realize that
most of our romances are temporary.  As much as I love Jimmy today we have
to face the fact that he is going to leave for college next year and I will
stay here for two more years.  It would not be fair to expect him to wait
until I graduate to be with a girl; and it isn't fair for me to have to
wait either.  We have both learned how good it feels to have someone who
cares in your arms and we will not settle for less.  It may be that we were
meant to be together and if so we will be; but without the pain and tension
caused by a long distance romance.  The same goes for the others so we are
using this year to learn about love and sex so that we never go into a
relationship ignorant again.  Our parents know and approve of our actions
and you should have your folks talk to them to forestall any
misunderstandings.  Here is my mom's number and Regina's number for her
mom. Please have your parents talk to them.  Now go on and learn about each
other, you make such a cute couple."

   Wow!  Now I understood a little better.  There would be no problem with
Pam's mom, mine may prove to be a little more trouble, but I'm sure that
she will come around.  I don't think that I can get into the group that
much, this whole romance thing was too new to me yet; but of course I would
do whatever Pam wanted.

   Before we left I called home and mom said that she was cooking fried
chicken, did I think that my friend would like to eat with us?

   Pam was as nervous as I was last night but she and my mom got on like
sisters, to my great embarrassment.

   We still went out to the movie, and later on the couch I found out just
how loud Pam could get when I found her clit.



   To be continued.

   I hope you enjoyed this and that you are willing to tell me so at
Sagacious221@gmail.com

   Also don't forget the link at www.broadjam.com/PBP, this is my band's
website and you can hear some of our music there.  I'm the big homely one
in the middle.