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The Juvenile Casting Couch #9 (D.Abby) (bg) (9!12)

The following story is for adults only. It contains scenes depicting 
sex among minor children and, between minors and adults. It is entirely 
a work of fiction and the characters contained within are completely 
the figment of the authors imagination. (they do sometimes embody his 
fantasies, however.) If sexual activities among just pubescent children 
bother you, or sexual activity between just pubescent children and 
adults, I suggest you hit the back button. 

Please do not read this if you are under the age of 18 or if it is 
illegal in your community. (Can't you just see a horny twelve year old 
zipping up his pants and hitting the back button at this point. I 
should live so long.)

Copyrighted 1997 by the author.  Permission is granted to re-post this 
in any non profit archive, home page, news group, or bbs.  Please do not 
change it if you repost I spent many hours working on this and it says 
what I want it to say.

If you haven't hit the back button yet, enjoy. I would like to have 
your opinions of my work and, and while I don't promise, I usually try 
to answer my e-mail.

Dabby@access.mountain.net
 The Juvenile Casting Couch #1 (D.Abby) (bb,mast,voy) (1!12)

The following story is for adults only. It contains scenes depicting 
sex among minor children and, between minors and adults. It is entirely 
a work of fiction and the characters contained within are completely 
the figment of the authors imagination. (they do sometimes embody his 
fantasies, however.) If sexual activities among just pubescent children 
bother you, or sexual activity between just pubescent children and 
adults, I suggest you hit the back button. 

Please do not read this if you are under the age of 18 or if it is 
illegal in your community. (Can't you just see a horny twelve year old 
zipping up his pants and hitting the back button at this point. I 
should live so long.)

Copyrighted 1997 by the author.  Permission is granted to re-post this 
in any non profit archive, home page, news group, or bbs.  Please do not 
change it if you repost I spent many hours working on this and it says 
what I want it to say.

If you haven't hit the back button yet, enjoy. I would like to have 
your opinions of my work and, and while I don't promise, I usually try 
to answer my e-mail.

Dabby@access.mountain.net
                        THE JUVENILE CASTING COUCH
                               By D. Abby
 
                               Chapter - 9 

	Pat played show and do with Sarah at nine most nights. 
Occasionally, on a Thursday when David had his music lesson, they would 
get together, Pat would lap her cunt and Sarah would suck his cock. One 
time they sixty nined. Sarah really wasn't ready to go any farther and 
Pat was willing to go along with the deal, he enjoyed what he was doing 
with Sarah. She was using him but he was using her too. 

	Alice visited him one Sunday and to his surprise his folks went 
out for a half day. He and Alice had lots of time. They went through 
their normal routine, she sucked his cock, he lapped her cunt, they 
fucked, then they sixty nined. Alice licked his ass until he got 
another hard on and he fucked her again. This led to another cleanup 
and another sixty nine before Pat got worried about his parents coming 
home. 

	Every Wednesday Pat got paid nine dollars for doing odd jobs. He 
enjoyed the odd jobs that Anne wanted him to do each week. However, it 
was getting harder and harder to explain them to his mother. 

	Sue took Pat for a weekend in Las Vegas and he had a ball with 
her there. They spent Friday night, and most of Saturday and Sunday in 
bed. They only went out to eat and for an occasional swim in the pool. 


	Sean wondered if Robin was blind to what was going on between Sue 
and Pat. Robin seemed to accept Sue as Pat's adopted aunt and nothing 
more. She didn't seem to connect Sue's attachment to Pat with Aunt 
Mary's attachment to Jamie in the movie, even though she'd watched that 
movie through at least twenty times. 

	Pat was content with the life he was leading. He was doing things 
with two women and two girls. He didn't count Shirley, although he went 
to the garage about once a week. She unzipped his pants, felt his 
prick, then jerk him off. He suggested she let him finger fuck her 
several times, but he didn't use those words. Shirley wasn't ready to 
have him touch her, she looked at him, blushed, and shook her head no. 


	Lately the kisses were getting longer and Shirley pressed up 
against him when she kissed him. Pat didn't know what he would do if 
Shirley wanted to do more things. Pat was afraid of hurting a her even 
though his experience with Alice hadn't been bad. He had strong 
inhibitions about getting a girl pregnant and the talk he'd had with 
his father reinforced those inhibitions. He was absolutely certain that 
Shirley wasn't taking the pill.

	Anne solved the problem for him. Wednesday afternoon on the 
school bus, Shirley told him she wasn't taking a ballet lesson but was 
then quiet. Anne had told Pat he should come so he would probably have 
to earn his nine dollars doing odd jobs today, but that was okay with 
Pat too. That's what he supposed to be paid for. 

	Anne met him at the door and asked him to come into the kitchen. 
She had him sit down and sat down opposite him. Pat wondered what was 
going on. Anne smiled so he figured it couldn't be too bad. Then she 
asked, "What have you and Shirley been doing in the garage?" 

	Wow! Pat blushed but he wouldn't lie. "Uh, well I, uh, I sort of 
let Shirley play with my prick and jerk me off." 

	Anne was still smiling, "And what do you do to Shirley?" 

	Pat shrugged, "She's not really ready to do anything else yet. I 
offered to finger fuck her, but she said no. I want to lap her cunt but 
I won't do anything she doesn't want to. I wouldn't fuck her even if 
she asked, I might get her pregnant, so I just let her play with me." 

	To his surprise, Anne got up and kissed Pat. "Pat, you're as much 
a gentleman as anyone I've ever met. I saw you go there with Shirley 
and asked her about it. She told me that she blackmailed you into going 
there with her the first time. Your stories are pretty much the same 
outside of that, but I don't like the setup." 

	Uh, oh, Pat wondered what was going to come now. 

	Anne continued, "It's not fair for her to tease you. Even if she 
jerks you off, I don't think that it leaves you satisfied."

	Another blush from Pat. "Uh, but, Anne, I sort of, uh, love 
Shirley I guess. If that's what she wants to do I'll let her do it." 

	Anne nodded her head, "I sort of guessed that. Huh, my daughter 
stealing my lover. But, that's not the only problem, Shirley is so 
frustrated she doesn't sleep all night. She cries, and she's admitted 
to me that she finger fucks herself until she's exhausted after she 
plays with your prick. She's very much in love with you and wants you 
so bad she's spoiling her life. 

	"It's not considered normal for a twelve year old to have an 
affair, but the whole situation isn't very normal. She'd be much better 
off if she did what she wants to. I put her on the pill last week. I've 
had several talks with her. Before she joins us, we better discuss 
another problem. Mine, not yours. You wouldn't be comfortable having 
sex with both of us, would you?" 

	Pat looked surprised, "Uh, no. I guess not." 

	"I didn't think so. I think I could have fun doing things with 
both of you together and it wouldn't bother me if you did things with 
me one day and Shirley the next, but I expect your finely honed sense 
of ethics would bother you all the time. I don't think Shirley would 
like me playing around with the love of her life either. It looks as if 
we're finished with each other and I can't tell you how sorry I am. Now 
I think it's time she joined us and we talked about this together."

	There wasn't very much Pat could say. He thought back to the time 
he'd fucked Alice and lapped Sue's cunt. That had been fun but, somehow 
this wasn't the same sort of a situation. He couldn't put his finger on 
the difference but it was there. 

	He waited for Anne to get Shirley. He didn't know what would 
happen next but things seemed to be getting more complicated. Anne 
returned, grinning, followed by a rather shy, blushing Shirley. Anne 
pushed Shirley toward Pat. Shirley stood there. "All right, give your 
lover a hug and a kiss."

	Pat got up and hugged and kissed Shirley. She put her head on his 
shoulder and sobbed. Pat looked daggers at Anne who shrugged. "Shirley, 
no matter what your mother says, you don't have to do anything you 
don't want to do." 

	"But, Pat, I want to do things with you so bad. I wanted you to 
make me do them. I knew I would like it if you made me take your thing 
in my mouth and suck it till the stuff came out. I wanted you to push 
your finger into me and I wanted you lick me down there till I got that 
good feeling. I tried to make myself do those things but couldn't. I do 
want you to put your thing in me." 

	She clung to Pat and he kissed her again. He brushed her lips 
with his tongue and she opened her mouth and sucked his tongue into her 
mouth. His hard prick pushed into Shirley's groin and she rubbed 
herself against it. 

	Anne burst out laughing and was trying to say something to them 
through the laughter. They broke apart and turned toward her. "Shirley, 
that's the way I got him to shoot off in his pants the first time. It's 
what Aunt Mary did in the movie. That's where you got the idea for that 
bit in the movie, didn't you, Pat? I hadn't really made the connection 
until right now. If you don't want him to do that again, Shirley, I 
suggest you take him to your bedroom and suck the first load out of his 
prick before it goes off by itself. A boy Pat's age goes off real quick 
the first time." 

	Shirley pulled away and took Pat by the hand. She was ready for 
action now and she led him out of the kitchen toward her bedroom. 

	Anne shouted after them, "By the way, Pat, you just lost your 
job. I'll have to find another boy. If Shirley thinks I'm going to pay 
for her odd job boy she has another think coming." 

	Pat was satisfied with that arrangement, "That's all right, Anne. 
It was getting sort of hard to explain why I kept the job with all the 
money I'm making on that movie. You're right, I did get ideas from what 
happened here. I didn't tell them how I knew what to say but I got them 
to change the lines in the two big scenes so that it was just like it 
happened between the two of us. Everybody thinks that those scenes are 
what made the movie so good. My dad and Sue guessed that they weren't 
original, but they didn't ask where they came from and I didn't tell."

	"That doesn't surprise me, I know that you're a real gentleman. 
Have fun kids. I'm sure my next odd job boy won't be half as good as 
you by any measure, Pat." 

	Shirley pulled Pat up the stairs and into her bedroom. Now that 
it was going to happen she wanted to make it happen quick. Once in the 
bedroom she got shy once more. She sat down on the edge of the bed and 
waited for guidance. Pat hugged and kissed her. With all his 
experience, Pat, age twelve, was no expert. His hand moved over her 
budding breast and she covered his hand with her own. She reached down 
and felt his hard prick and he pulled away from her. 

	She looked at him and said, "Uh, get undressed, Pat. I don't want 
to make you do what Sue Charmin made you do in the movie."

	Pat remembered what Shirley had said about making her do things. 
"I will if you get undressed too." 

	With some hesitation and turning away on the part of both kids 
they were soon as nude as jaybirds. They turned to each other and 
feasted with their eyes. Shirley was the most perfect girl Pat had ever 
seen. Her budding breasts pointed straight out. There were a few 
strands of silky light brown hair surrounding, but not hiding, her 
slit. She was slim as a boy but she sure didn't look like one. Shirley 
was beautiful. 

	Shirley already knew that Pat was the most perfect boy alive. 
She'd seen his prick, her mother told her to use that word Now, and she 
knew it was because of her, it stood up and pointed toward the ceiling. 
His balls snuggled up toward his body in their pink, almost hairless, 
sack. His shoulders were just beginning to broaden. There was the 
slightest down of reddish hair on his upper lip. His prick was moving 
up and down with his pulse and there was a drop of liquid on the tip. 
Pat was beautiful. 

	Shirley'd been worried about the instructions her mother had 
given her. She didn't know if she could take Pat's prick in her mouth. 
Now she'd seen him nude she knew it wouldn't be any problem at all. 
She'd played with his prick many times but now she knew she wanted to 
suck Pat's essence out of his prick. She wanted Pat to do things to her 
too, but that could wait until after she'd sucked his cock. 

	She used the words her mother had used, "Lay down on the bed, 
Pat, I want to, uh, suck your, uh, cock." 

	Pat wasn't sure. "You don't have to if you don't want, please 
don't do it because your mother said to." 

	Shirley looked directly into his eyes. "I want to, Pat, I really 
do want to. I want you to shoot your cum into my mouth and I want to 
taste and drink it. I've wanted to do that from the first time I saw it 
but I was too scared. I wish you had made me do it." 

	Pat lay back on the bed and Shirley crawled between his legs. Pat 
looked beautiful to her from any angle. Shirley moved her head toward 
Pat's prick. She put out her tongue and licked from the bottom of the 
shaft right up to the little slit on top. She liked the taste of that 
drop of liquid she licked off the tip. Pat had to exert every ounce of 
control he had, not to jerk his hips and force his cock down Shirley's 
throat. 

	Shirley had lost her fear. This was fun. She could see Pat's body 
quiver with desire. Pat wanted her to do something to him. She knew she 
would make him feel real good. She wanted to make him feel better than 
he'd ever felt in his life. She moved her tongue back again and licked 
his balls. She ran her tongue back up the shaft again and around the 
head of his prick. Shirley felt Pat's tension. 

	Shirley slowly lowered her mouth around the head of Pat's prick 
and massaged it with her tongue. She moved her head down and sucked the 
rest of his prick into her mouth. She moved her tongue as she felt it 
run along the underside of his prick. When her chin rested on his balls 
and her nose was tickled by his sparse pubic hair she raised her head 
again with the same slow, deliberate motion. Pat sighed. 

	Pat just couldn't hold still any longer. He grunted and pushed 
his hips up off the bed as Shirley's head started down again. As he 
pulled his hips back, Shirley moved her head up and started down again. 
This was one blow job he wanted to last but he just couldn't hold off 
any longer. Pat's hips came up again and; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, 
dribble, dribble; he fed Shirley the essence that she said she wanted. 

	Pat's climax caught her by surprise but she swallowed each spurt 
and every dribble as it erupted from Pat's jerking prick. Her mother 
was right, there's nothing like the taste of the cum of the man you 
love. Shirley kept sucking until Pat's prick was limp. She let his 
prick slide out of her mouth and sat back on her heels. "Did Sue 
Charmin do it that good?" 

	Pat blushed. Why did everybody try to put him in this sort of a 
position? "Uh, Shirley, what shall I tell David when he asks me if 
we're doing things? He's going to ask if I go off with you for an hour 
or so now and then." 

	"Don't you dare tell him anything! Uh, oh, I see what you mean. 
I'm sorry, Pat, I'll never ask again. I shouldn't have this time. I 
know you'd never tell David anything. I apologize for that too. I love 
you, Pat."

	Shirley scooted up over his body and started to hug and kiss him. 
Her smooth body rubbing against his felt real good to Pat. Every time 
Shirley had jerked him off he wanted to lap her cunt. This was the 
chance he'd been waiting for. He wasn't going to rush things. He was 
going to make Shirley feel as good as he possibly could. That meant 
doing all the things that Sue had done to him that first night when 
she'd come into his bedroom after his folks had gone to sleep. Sue had 
later told him that the technique was called a trip around the world. 
He would give Shirley a trip around the world. 

	Pat moved his body over Shirley's and gave her a French kiss. Pat 
had kissed Shirley this way the last couple of times. He rubbed her 
tongue with his then pushed his tongue into her mouth. When she pushed 
her tongue into his mouth he sucked it. Pat licked Shirley's face and 
neck. Shirley felt goose flesh rise, but it felt real good. 

	Pat licked around her neck to her ear and nibbled on her ear 
lobe. Wow! Did that feel funny. Pat's tongue probed her ear and her 
hips flew up off the bed, she'd never felt anything like that before. 
Everything Pat was doing was new and special. She wiggled and giggled 
when Pat licked her upper chest and she moaned when he licked her 
nipples then sucked them into his mouth.

	Pat sucked on Shirley's tits till her hips jerked back and forth. 
He then moved down and laved her lower chest and belly. Shirley felt as 
if an electric current was going through her body everywhere Pat's 
tongue touched her. She shivered and she got goose flesh. When Pat's 
tongue probed Shirley's navel she almost jumped off the bed. Wow! That 
was something! 

	Pat reached Shirley's sparse pubic hair and slicked it down with 
his tongue. She wanted Pat lap her cunt. She arched her hips off the 
bed. She was ready and she didn't think she could wait any longer.

	Pat ran his tongue along the length of Shirley's cunt and was 
rewarded with a violent hip jerk. He repeated this several times then 
continued with the tongue bath. He licked all the way down the sides of 
Shirley's legs then licked the soles of her feet. 

	Shirley knew she was ticklish on the bottom of her feet but was 
surprised that it felt sexy when Pat licked her there. She wiggled and 
giggled. As with most novices getting their first trip around the world 
she couldn't understand why it should feel good when Pat sucked on her 
toes. 

	Shirley wiggled and wished Pat would get to lapping her cunt. 
That's what her mother said he would do after she sucked his cock and 
she didn't think she could wait much longer. 

	Pat rolled her over on her stomach and licked up her legs. What 
was Pat going to do now? Shirley's body stiffened and her hips came up 
off the bed when Pat licked the backs of her knees. She wiggled some 
more when he laved the inside of her thighs. She never knew she had so 
many sensitive places.

	Shirley lay on her stomach and was breathing hard when Pat licked 
along her ass crack. Wow! How could Pat put his tongue there. Her 
mother never said anything about this. (Anne had never licked Pat's ass 
and Pat never did initiate the procedure with her.) Shirley wondered if 
Sue had taught Pat to do this which was a rather accurate guess.

	Shirley would just have to forget that if she wanted to be happy 
with Pat. She had to accept Pat the way he was. Nothing would change 
the past. Did Pat expect her to do that to him? She didn't think she 
could do it. Her hips flew up when his tongue probed her asshole. She'd 
never heard about anything like this. 

	Pat felt the tension in Shirley's body and eased off. He licked 
the inside of her thighs again then turned Shirley on her back. He 
swiped his tongue along the whole length of Shirley's nude cunt and 
collected all the cunt juice that had been seeping out as Shirley's 
body reacted to his ministrations. 

	Shirley's hips arched off the bed, eloquently begging Pat to get 
on with lapping her cunt. Pat was happy to oblige his little mistress. 
He pushed his tongue between the inner lips of Shirley's cunt and 
licked. He moved up, sucked her pubescent clit into his mouth, and 
massaged the head of it with his tongue. 

	Shirley's whole body trembled, her hips jerked up off the bed to 
force her cunt against Pat's face. Pat lapped and sucked, switching 
back and forth between her clit and her inner cunt lips. Shirley 
couldn't take any more. Her cunt contracted with massive orgasms. Her 
back arched off the bed. She groaned and tossed her head from side to 
side. Shirley rolled away from Pat's questing mouth. She heaved a deep 
sigh as she pulled Pat up to lay beside her on the bed. 

	Pat hugged and kissed Shirley. Even Alice, that first time, 
hadn't responded the way Shirley did. He felt proud of himself and he 
was happy he could make Shirley feel so good. He'd like to give Shirley 
a trip around the world every day. 

	Shirley gradually relaxed. She sucked Pat's tongue into her mouth 
and massaged it with hers. When she got the chance she'd do the same 
thing to Pat that he'd done to her even if she gagged when she put her 
tongue on his asshole. It had felt real good to her when Pat had done 
it and she wanted to make him feel just as good. If Pat could do it to 
her, she could do it to him. 

	She hadn't thought she could suck on his prick, she'd been afraid 
of having him shoot his cum in her mouth and now she'd suck his cock 
every day if she got the chance. Maybe licking ass was the same sort of 
thing. She was going to try it and she'd find out. 

	Lapping cunt was a sure way for Pat to get his prick hard. 
Shirley felt its hardness pressed against her side. She reached down 
and stroked it. Now was the time to have Pat put it in her. 

	No! Her mother had said to use the proper words. She didn't want 
Pat to put it in her she wanted Pat to fuck her. She was learning to 
use those words with Pat. Having Pat's prick in her cunt was as close 
as she could ever get to Pat and she wanted to be that close. "Pat, 
fuck me." 

	Pat moved away, "I'm afraid I'll hurt you." 

	Shirley was insistent. "I don't care, do it anyway." 

	Pat offered a compromise, "You get on top. Then you can stop if 
it hurts too much." 

	Shirley agreed, "All right. I'm not going to stop though." 

	Pat lay on his back. Shirley took Pat's prick in her hand, 
centered it in her inner cunt lips, and lowered her hips. The head of 
Pat's prick entered her cunt and it wouldn't go any farther no matter 
how hard Shirley pressed down. This was frustrating, she wanted Pat's 
prick deep in her cunt. She lifted her hips again and dropped her 
weight. Pat's prick plunged into her cunt and her outer cunt lips 
slapped against Pat's sparse pubic hair. There was a sharp pain and 
Shirley caught her breath. "Ouch, that does hurt!" 

	Pat didn't like that, "Get off then! I'll lap your cunt again. 
You like it when I do that. I don't want to hurt you and I know that 
doesn't." 

	Shirley would have none of that, "No way! I want your prick 
there. It doesn't hurt so much any more anyway. It feels good." 

	Shirley lifted her hips and Pat's blood smeared prick came into 
view. Shirley gasped, dropped her hips again, lay flat against Pat, and 
pushed her tongue into his mouth. She never thought anything could feel 
as good as this. Making Pat's body do things by sucking his cock had 
been wonderful. The feel of him lapping her cunt had been marvelous. 
Having Pat fuck her was out of this world. It was awesome!

	They watched as Shirley lifted her hips. Pat latched on to her 
slightly swinging tit and sucked it into his mouth. Shirley felt her 
cunt react to the suction. As Shirley lowered her hips Pat raised his, 
his prick was buried to the hilt in her cunt again. Up and down went 
her body. Up and down came Pat's hips, each of his prick thrusts 
meeting her cunt as she lowered her body. 

	It felt as if her whole insides were being drawn out. Her cunt 
contracted around Pat's prick; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, 
dribble; a load of Pat's cum filled it. Shirley's body collapsed on 
Pat's and her convulsing cunt massaged his shrinking prick. They kissed 
and both kids moaned. 

	Pat wiggled from under, turned about, and lapped the mixed juices 
from Shirley's cunt. Shirley sucked his limp prick into her mouth. Pat 
licked Shirley's cunt clean and Shirley saw some leakage on Pat's 
balls. She let his prick slide out of her mouth and went after it. Some 
had leaked down Pat's ass crack. Pat was already licking her there. 

	It was now or never! Pat's tongue licked her asshole and she 
plunged her tongue into his. Pat's hips jerked. Shirley found out it 
wasn't nasty, it was fun. Anything that made Pat's hips jerk like that 
was worth doing. She ran her tongue over his asshole and pushed it in 
again. Pat's prick pulsed up to hardness. Pat lapped at her cunt again. 
She would suck his cock while he lapped her cunt this time. Her mother 
had told her this was called a sixty nine. Shirley could see why. 

	Pat was just following his normal routine, as much as any sex act 
could be called routine. His cock was sucked, he lapped cunt and his 
prick got hard again, they fucked, then they sixty nined. He liked 
doing it that way. His prick was so sensitive that first time that he 
wouldn't last very long anyhow. Lapping cunt was a fun way to get your 
prick hard again. Now he could last long enough to make the girl come 
when they fucked. If his asshole was licked he got hard again and was 
ready for a nice slow sixty nine. 

	He couldn't dream up a better scenario. He wondered if his father 
would write it that way if he were writing a screenplay? He was pretty 
close to his father and he talked to him about some things in the last 
couple of months that he hadn't thought he could, but there was no way 
he could ask him about this. 

	Pat ran his tongue over Shirley's clit. Shirley massaged his 
prick head the same way. It was comfortable. There was no urgency. Pat 
moved his attention to the small section of skin between Shirley's cunt 
and her ass crack. He licked perineum and got a satisfactory response 
in wiggles. Shirley licked around, then sucked Pat's balls to get the 
same response from him. Anne had been right in what she told Pat. 
Nobody has to be taught how to please a sex partner. Instinct is a very 
powerful force. 

	Shirley was certainly proving this now. She'd gathered the loose 
skin under Pat's pisshole into her mouth and massaged it with her 
tongue. Pat did the same thing with Shirley's inner cunt lips. Slow 
calm sex leads up to hot urgent sex. Particularly when it's practiced 
by twelve year olds. 

	Shirley sucked Pat's prick into her mouth and bobbed her head. 
Pat sucked her clit and massaged with his tongue. Pat's hips moved to 
meet Shirley's head bobs and Shirley's cunt rubbed all over Pat's face. 
He sank his tongue between the tight pink inner cunt lips and flicked 
it like a snake. Shirley had hold of Pat's hips and rubbed her tongue 
on the underside of his prick as she held his prick as far into her 
mouth as she could get it. 

	Pat was holding on to Shirley's hips too. His tongue massaged her 
cunt. Shirley's clit rubbed against his chin. He ran a finger up and 
down her ass crack and tickled her asshole. Shirley followed suit. She 
pressed a finger against Pat's asshole and it slid in. Spurt, spurt, 
spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; she nursed a load of cum out of Pat's 
balls as her own body shuddered with massive orgasms. The action slowed 
down and stopped. 

	Pat's limp prick slipped out of Shirley's mouth and he switched 
positions again in order to hug and kiss her. They lay in each other's 
arms and they almost dozed off. There was a tap on the door. 

	Anne called in, "Your mother will be calling to find out how come 
you aren't home for dinner, Pat." 

	The kids scrambled into their clothes. Anne was waiting 
downstairs and Pat blushed when he saw her. It was embarrassing to have 
someone else in the house knowing what you were doing in the bedroom. 
He'd have to get used to that. Coming to think of it, he'd jerked off 
listening to his parents do things before they moved from Chicago. Did 
they know he was listening. It didn't seem to bother them that he could 
hear what they were doing. He would have to think about that.

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