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Mary was going for a new PR on her back squat. In the six months she’d been doing Crossfit, she’d been overly cautious when it came to how much she lifted. There were several reasons for that. Firstly, she didn’t want to get hurt. Secondly, Jennifer, her mom, who was always there when she worked out, made sure she didn’t put too much weight on her thirty-five-pound bar. Thirdly, she didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of Coach Randy.
Randy was gorgeous. He was twenty-eight, foot-foot-eleven, and weighed one hundred and fifty-five pounds. His black hair was always tied into a man bun. He was always smiling. Had a six-pack, which was placed in the center of his nearly perfect body. Every girl in the box had a crush on him. And more than a few, including myself, had gotten to intimately know him during what I call after hours 'training sessions'”
However, Randy didn’t notice Mary in that way. After all, she was only sixteen, and in his mind, she was just a kid. Her parents had been members of the box since she was twelve. Before she turned sixteen you’d find her in the kid’s area watching her five younger siblings.
She hated doing that. She wanted to be on the floor with her mom doing the WODs. She’d always been athletic. Since she started high school she ran track, joined the swim and volleyball teams. To help her get even better at her athletic pursuits her parents finally gave her a membership to our Crossfit box for her sixteenth birthday.
She was always pretty. She was thin, had long black hair, had wide hazel eyes, wore glasses, stood at five-foot-three and weighed ninety-nine pounds. After six months she gained about five pounds of muscle and her frame, 32B, twenty-two-inch waist and thirty-two-inch hip, was becoming more defined, especially her butt.
A lot of the men were noticing how sexy Mary was becoming. Some stared intently at her teenage ass when she squatted and/or ran. However she never noticed the kind of reactions men had toward her body. She was too busy trying to look cool in front of Randy. Which was why she decided to add twenty-five more pounds to her one hundred pound bar.
Jennifer was on her left, holding her phone and filming as Mary went for a new PR. As soon as the bar got on her back she started struggling. The weight teetered awkwardly as she tried to hold onto it. She couldn’t. so she had to drop it. She screamed as the bar fell. She grabbed her neck and dropped to the floor crying.
Her mom rushed to her side and started comforting her. The coaches, and everyone ran over to see if she was okay. Thankfully Doctor Brett was there. He quickly checked her out and ascertained that nothing was wrong with her.
A few minutes later she stood-up, and when she did that everyone applauded. She walked toward the back of the gym, sat on some weights and watched everyone else workout.
As Jennifer walked past me I said, “How’s Mary doing?”
“Good,” she said. “She’s mostly embarrassed about what happened.”
“We all drop bars,” I said as I took a sip of water.
“But she did it in front of Randy,” she replied. “She thinks he’s hot.”
“Well, he is,” I said laughing.
“I know,” her mom said as she started laughing too. “By the way I have a favor to ask you.”
“Sure,” ‘I replied.
“Mary wants to stay and do the WOD, but I was only planning on staying for open gym. Do you mind giving her a ride home?” she asked.
“No problem,” I replied.
Her mom then walked over to tell Mary that I’d give her a ride. Mary looked over at me, smiled and gave me a thumbs-up.
As Jennifer walked out the door Coach Randy had us stand around the board and announced the Saturday workout. For time we had to do one hundred and fifty wall balls, and every time we dropped the ball we had to run two hundred meters. Everyone groaned. I grabbed a fifteen-pound ball, found a place on the wall, and waited for Randy to yell, “Start.”
This was going to be painful. If you tried to do this unbroken you were going to fail. My plan was to do fifty unbroken and use the run as an active rest. Of course I failed, and only did thirty. Seventeen minutes and seven seconds later I was finished. Six minutes and eight seconds after I collapsed on the ground Mary finished.
“That sucked,” she said as we walked out of the gym.
“I know,” I replied as I hit my key fob to unlock my BMW.
“Your car’s so cool,” she said as she got into the front seat.”
“Thank you,” I replied as I got behind the wheel.
During the ride to her house she wouldn’t stop talking. She gossiped about kids at her school as if what happened in their lives were the most important things in the world. She talked about her brothers and sisters, and even though she loves them all very much, they constantly annoy her. She talked about Taylor Swift, and how she is the greatest singer in the world. And she talked about Randy, and how cute his butt looked as he did back squats.
As we pulled up to her house I asked, “What are you doing the rest of the day?”
“Probably just hang around the house, and read,” she replied.
“Do you want to go grab lunch, and go shopping?” I asked.
Her face lit up as she said, “Really?”
“Yes, really,” I replied laughing.
“Let me go ask my mom,” she said as she ran out of the car and up to her house.
Five minutes later Jennifer exited the house and walked down to my car. Through the open driver side window her mom asked, “Are you sure you want to spend more time with her?”
“Yeah,” I replied. “She’s a good kid.”
“You totally made her day,” she said. “When we driving home after Tuesday’s workout she was telling me how cool she thought you were.”
“That’s so sweet,” I replied. “Tell her I’ll pick her up in an hour.”
“Thank you again,” she said, right before I put the car in drive and drove away.
A few minutes later I arrived home, took a shower, put on jeans, and a t-shirt, brushed my teeth, did my hair, applied my make-up, got into my car, and drove back to Mary’s. She was on the porch waiting for me. A few of her brothers and sisters were on the lawn playing. Her eyes lit up as I pulled onto her drive way.
She then opened the screen door and yelled, “Mom, I’m leaving,” before jumping off the porch, running to my car and climbing inside.
As we drove down her street she looked over at me, and smiled as she said, “This is going to be so cool.”
“Yes, it is,” I said. “Do you like sushi?”
“Yeah,” she said.
We then went to Kabuki, got a table and ordered. As our miso soup arrived Mary asked, “Why’d you want to hang with me?”
“Because we’re both members of an exclusive club,” I said.
“What club is that?” she asked as slurped her soup.
“The oldest child club,” I responded. “When I was your age I really wanted an older sister or brother to hang with.”
“I know what you mean,” she said. “In my family, the oldest child means permanent babysitter. Do you have lots of brothers and sisters?”
“I have a sister who’s nineteen, a brother who’s fourteen, and a half brother who’s three,” I said.
“That’s cool,” she said. "I have two sisters who are eleven and eight, and three brothers who are thirteen, seven and five. You know what sucks about that?”
“I can imagine several things,” I said laughing.
“My thirteen year old brother gets his own room, but until my dad clears out the upstairs office, I have to share a room with my two sisters. He’s been saying that he’d clear his office out for over two years. Please kill me.”
“Sharing a room would suck,” I said.
“It totally sucks,” she said.
As the food arrived the conversation took a lighter turn. She talked about how much she loved sushi, but didn’t eat it very often because her dad and younger were both repulsed by the thought of consuming raw fish.
After lunch we went to several stores, including Target, a friends boutique, and Forever 21. To put it bluntly, we both spent way too much money on new, yet cute outfits.
On the ride home she stared at her receipts and said, “My dad’s going to kill me when he see’s how much I spent.”
“Just tell him you needed new clothes for school,” I responded.
“Some of them I could never wear to school,” she said giggling.
“Your dad doesn’t have to know that,” I responded. “Plus you now have cute outfits to wear on weekends.”
“I really don’t do much on weekends, except go bowling, out to eat and the occasional school dance,” she replied.
“You could wear one to the gym’s holiday party,” I said. “You’d look so hot.”
“Really?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied. “You’re very pretty. And some of the guys at the gym have been checking you out?”
“Like who?” she asked excitedly.
“Pony Tail Paul,” I said.
“Gross,” she said laughing. “He’s so old.”
“And Randy,” I replied.
“Really?” she asked.
“Yes, really,” I responded.
“He’s so hot,” she said.
“He’s very hot,” I responded.
“Do you think he’s a good kisser?” she asked.
“I know he’s a good kisser,” I responded.
“How do you know that?” she asked in a dejected tone. “Are you two dating?”
“We’re not dating,” I said. “We just hook-up every now and then.”
“So you do more than kiss?” she asked.
“No comment,” I replied. “All I’ll tell you is that he’s a great kisser.”
“Does he hook-up with lots of girls?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
She silently sat in the front seat staring out the window looking like she was about to cry. Whatever romantic notion she had about Randy was now completely shattered. I could imagine Mary under her covers, dreaming that one-day Randy would declare his love for her, ask for her hand in marriage, and they’d live happily ever after. I could also imagine her in the shower playing with her pussy as she fantasized about him fucking her brains out in the gym long after everyone else had gone home.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
“Kinda,” she replied. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” I said.
“How old were you when you lost your virginity?” she asked.
“Sixteen,” I replied.
“Did you love him?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
“Did you ever think you were going to marry him?” she asked.
“No,” I answered.
“Oh,” she said.
Mary’s parents, Carl and Jennifer were cool. Her dad was a psychologist, and her mom was in real estate. They were also devout Catholics. They weren’t preachy or judgmental, but when it came to their personal lives they lived it according to the good book, and so did their kids.
When it came to Mary’s social life, they had strict rules she had to follow. All dates had to be chaperoned by at least one of the parents. They were allowed to kiss, but only on the lips and no tongue. And all dates had a hard stop of ten o’clock, no exceptions. I felt bad for her. Sixteen is a horrible age to live under such oppressive rules. If I told her half the things I’d done at her age I fear her head might explode.
She then looked at me and said, “I knew he’d be a good kisser. I could tell just by looking at him.”
“He’s good at a lot of things,” I said smiling.
“Like what?” she asked.
“Let’s just say he knows how to use his tongue,” I replied.
“You mean he’s a good French kisser?” she asked.
“Yes,” I responded. “He’s also knows how to use it in other places.”
For a second she sat there looking confused before turning to me and saying, “I don’t understand.”
“I don’t think I’m comfortable continuing this conversation,” I replied.
“Please tell me,” she begged. “I promise this will stay between us. I won’t tell my mom or anyone. Please tell me.”
“Okay,” I said. “He’s really good at using his tongue to pleasure my vagina.”
“Gross,” she said. “Why would he put his tongue down where you pee?”
“Because he knows it makes me feels good,” I responded.
“Really?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I replied. “It’s even better than the feeling you get when you play with yourself.”
“I don’t do that,” she said.
“Why?” I asked.
“My parents say it’s a sin,” she said as she looked down at the floor of my car.
“I’d die, if I wasn’t able to do it at least once a day,” I replied.
She gave me a look. I couldn’t tell if she was judging me or was just jealous. After several long seconds she opened her mouth and said, “I didn’t want to think I was weird but everyday in the shower I play with myself.”
“I would’ve thought you were weird if you didn’t masturbate,” I said laughing.
“It feels good to be able to talk about this,” she said with laughter in her voice.
“Agreed,” I replied. “When I was your age I told my best friend everything,”
She laughed as she said, “My mom’s my best friend, and there are lots of things I don’t want to tell her.”
“Like what?” I asked.
“You can’t tell anyone,” she said. “I mean you have to promise.”
“I promise,” I said.
“A couple weeks ago I made out with Billy Munson,” she said. “He’s a senior.”
“Scandalous,” I replied laughing.
“And a few days after that he jacked off onto this hand,” she said as she held up the right one.”
“You little slut,” I said.
“It was hot,” she said as she placed her hands between her legs.
“Looks like you’re getting turned on,” I said.
“No, I’m not,” she said.
“When I was your age my best friend and I would sit in my room and played with ourselves while we talked about boys,” I said. “Interested?”
“That would be weird,” she said.
“It’s only weird if you make it weird,” I responded. “My best friend and I had so much fun doing it.”
“Hmmmm,” she said.
“Or you could go home and take another shower,” I replied.
“Okay,” she said. “It sounds more fun than showering.”
About ten minutes later we were back at my house. I was already on my bed playing with my wet pussy, while Mary was in the bathroom getting undressed. I thought it was cute that she couldn’t take her clothes off in front of me. A few minutes later she walked out of the bathroom. The nipples on her 32B breasts were fully erect, and her hairy, yet slightly trimmed pussy looked inviting.
“You’re beautiful,” she said as she stared at my naked five-foot-four, on-hundred-and-ten-pound, 34B, twenty-two-inch wais0s and thirty-inch hipped body.
“So are you,” I said as she climbed onto the bed.
“This is crazy,” she said as she spread her legs and started rubbing her vagina.
“You have a pretty pussy,” I said as I stuck a finger into mine.
She turned bright red and started laughing hysterically.
“What’s so funny?” I asked as I continued rubbing my swollen clit.
“I don’t know,” she said. “It’s just so weird watching someone else do it as the same time as me.”
“Haven’t you ever watched porn?” I asked, as I tasted my juices.
“My parents monitor what sites we go to,” she said.
“That’s horrible,” I replied. “Randy loves to watch me play with my pussy.”
“Really?” she said as she inserted a finger into hers.
“Yes,” I replied. “He strokes his cock while he watches me rub my clit.”
“Wow,” she moaned as she circled her clit with her index finger.
“When the sight of me doing that drives him completely crazy, he gets on his knees, replaces my finger with his and then puts his tongue in my pussy,” I said as she started moving her finger in and out of her twat at a more rapid pace. “After he makes me cum I get on my knees and return the favor,” I said.
“He loves it as I look up at him as he moves his cock in and out of my mouth. As soon as his pre-cum leaks from his rock hard dick onto my tongue I know he’s ready to fuck,” I said. “I then get on all fours and he enters me from behind.”
“Does he have a big one?” she asked as she started rubbing even faster.
“He’s a grower,” I said.
“What does that mean?” she asked.
“It means it doesn’t look like much when it’s soft,” I said. “But when he gets hard it’s close to eight inches.”
“Is that big?” she asked.
“It’s a good thick size,” I said.
“I want him so bad,” she squealed.
“Are you cumming baby?” I asked as my fingers brought my body to orgasm.
“Yes,” she screamed as her body shook with delight.
“How do you feel?” I said as I collapsed next to her and started playing with her hair.
“Good,” she said. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” I cooed.
“What’s it feel like when he puts his tongue down there?” she asked.
“Do you want me to show you?” I asked.
“I’m not a lesbian,” she said.
“You don’t have to be a lesbian to enjoy the pleasures of another woman,” I said. “It’s your choice, you can keep wondering what it feels like or I could show you.”
“I don’t know,” she said as she once again started masturbating.
“It looks like you’re kind of turned on by the thought of me sticking my tongue in your tight pink pussy,” I said as she started rubbing faster.
“I just want to know what it feels like,” she said.
I then pushed her onto her back, took her hand off her pussy and replaced it with mine. After spreading her virgin lips I placed my middle and index fingers on her clit and started lightly rubbing it. I looked up toward her face and asked, “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” she squealed.
I then used my other hand and started rubbing the rest of her pussy. Her moans got louder. After a few minutes of that I removed my fingers, and substituted them along with my other hand with my tongue.
As my tongue played her clit her body started shaking. Her hands tightly grabbed my blanket. As her body continued to quake my fingers found themselves inside her box.
“Randy, it feels so good,” she cried. “Please don’t stop.”
In all the years I’ve been having sex, no one, and I repeat no one had ever screamed out another person’s name. In the past this would’ve angered me, but for some reason this sixteen-year old virgin’s passion for our Crossfit coach turned me on. So, my tongue continued licking her clit, and my fingers continued playing with her pussy until she came.
“That was amazing,” she said with glee. “Is that what it feels like when there’s a penis inside of you?”
“It feels different,” I said. “It feels like you’re more complete.”
“I want that so bad,” she said as she once again started rubbing her pussy.
“I could see if he wants to come over,” I stated.
“Don’t,” she said. “I don’t know if I’m ready.
“Your body looks ready,” I said as I watched her continue masturbating. “Your pussy’s wet, your nipples are erect, and you have that look in your eyes.”
“What look is that?” she asked.
“The look of a girl who’s ready to lose her virginity,” I exclaimed.
“Do you think he would want to?” she asked.
“He’s a boy,” I said. “Of course he’ll be over.”
“Do you think he’d even want to have sex with me?” she asked.
“He’s a boy,” I said laughing, “Once he gets here there’s no way he’ll say no.
I then went to my purse and grabbed my phone. I unlocked it, hit the message avatar, and found his name and texted, “Hey.”
Immediately he replied, “What’s up?”
“Not much,” I texted. “Just wanted to see what you were up to.”
“Going to hang with Zach tonight,” he messaged.
Then I texted, “Or you could come over and hang with me.”
“What would we do?” he messaged.
I then took my phone’s camera and snapped a picture of my cunt, which I promptly sent to him.
A minute later he sent me a picture of his hard, thick cock.
“I guess that means you’re coming over,” I texted along with half a dozen smiley faced emojis.
“You know it,” he messaged back along with another picture of his dick.
“What about Zach?” I texted.
“Zach will understand,” he messaged along with several GIF’s of people celebrating. “I’ll see you in a few.”
I then turned toward Mary and said, “He’s on his way. Do you want to see the cock that’s going to take your virginity?”
“Yes,” she squealed as I handed her the phone. “Oh my God, it’s huge.”
She then started jumping up and down on the bed in excitement.
***
About ten minutes later my doorbell rang. I ran naked down the stairs to answer the door. I hid behind it as I let Randy in. After closing it he smiled as he stared at my naked body.
He pulled me close to him and kissed me passionately on the lips. As his hands clasped onto my ass he separated his lips from mine and said, “Ever since I saw you doing squats this morning I couldn’t stop thinking about your ass. Had to jerk it three times because of how fucking hot it is.”
“I hope you still have some left over for me,” I said while pouting. “Trust me, there’s plenty left in the tank.”
He then resumed kissing me.
After a few minutes of our lips locked onto each other’s, I broke away and said, “I need you to do me a favor.”
“Anything,” he said.
“I need you to take off your clothes,” I whispered into his ear.
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he said as he removed his Rogue fitness t-shirt, jeans, underwear, socks and Diamondback’s baseball cap.
“Now I want you to fold them and put them on the couch,” I demanded.
“I can just leave them on the floor,” he said.
“If you want your surprise, you’ll do as I say,” I said with a mischievous smile spread across my face.
“Can you at least give me a hint of what that surprise might be?” he asked.
“Another girl,” I whispered into his ear before lightly biting it.
“So what,” he said. “You know I’ve had plenty of threesomes.”
“This girl is a virgin,” I said as I grabbed his now hard cock.
“Sweet,” he said as he picked-up his clothes, took them to the couch, and haphazardly folded them before placing them upon it.
We then walked upstairs and stood at my closed bedroom door. I told him to cover his eyes. He shut them and then placed his hands over them. I then opened it, and once we were inside, and the door was closed behind us, I told him to open them.
When he did he was shocked to find Mary lying on my bed masturbating. Upon seeing that he started stroking his hard cock while he asked, “What the fuck is going on here?”
“She wants you to be her first,” I said. “Right Mary?”
“Yessss,” she squealed.
“You know her mom would kill me if she found out about this,” he said.
“Mary roll over on your stomach,” I asked. “Let Randy get a good look at your ass.”
Once she did that Randy licked his lips before he once again said, “Her mom will kill me.”
“No, she won’t,” I said. “This will be our little secret, right Mary?”
“Yessss,” she once again squealed.
Randy then dived onto the bed, lifted her ass into the air and started licking her wet cunt. I sat on the edge of the bed pleasuring myself as his tongue played with her clit. Her body once again trembled in bliss as he made her cum.
He then sat against the wall, while Mary and I sat on opposite sides of him. I then grabbed his penis and started playing with it. I showed her how to slowly move her hand up and down his shaft, before having her do the same. I then told her to lean in and spit on his cock.
After she did that I put his penis into my mouth and got it even wetter. I then moved down and sucked on each ball before moving back to the shaft. I told her that I really to have the upper half of his cock in my mouth while my hands played with the lower half.
“What’s it like when you put it in your mouth?” she eagerly asked.
“The wetter it gets, it just slides down your throat,” I replied before resuming sucking his cock.
She watched every move I made intently. She watched how I sucked each ball, how I tickled the tip of his penis with my tongue right before sliding it back down my throat. After several minutes of this I looked at her I said, “Once it’s nice and hard I like to climb on top and ride it.
I then proceeded to show her how to do that. As his cock moved in and out of my pussy I noticed her playing with herself, and from the look on her face I noticed how bad she longed for his penis to be inside of her.
I then turned toward her and said, “Do you think you’re ready for it?”
“Yes,” she said with enthusiasm.
I then hopped off his dick, and held it for her as she brought her face closer to it. She then spit on it before circling its tip with her tongue. With a little trepidation she put the entire thing in her mouth. Of course she gagged on it, but that didn’t stop her from attempting to deep throat it. After she took it out of her mouth she moved down to his balls and sucked on each one.
She asked, “Did I do good?”
Before I could answer Randy said, “You were a natural, now come and sit beside me.
As they started making out I positioned myself between his legs and once again started sucking his cock.
After a few minutes of making out with her, he told her to sit on his face. The second she did that I climbed back onto his junk and started riding it. I stared into her eyes as he pleasured her with his tongue. She looked so beautiful. I couldn’t help myself. I just leaned in and started kissing her. I thought she’d resist, but she didn’t. So while his tongue was in her box, hers was in my mouth and mine was in hers.
Minutes later he brought her to another orgasm.
I stared her in the eyes before asking, “Are you ready to lose your virginity?”
“Yessss,” she said I slid off Randy’s penis.
She then got onto her back, and spread her legs. I held onto her as Randy started to insert his penis into her. I whispered, “I’m not going to lie, but it’s going to hurt.”
She cried a little when he finally entered her.
“It’s going to be okay,” I said. “Hopefully in a few minutes the pain will go away and it’ll be replaced with pleasure.”
“Okay,” she said as she tried to hold back her tears.
To his credit Randy wasn’t pounding away like he usually does. Instead he was moving inside her at a gentle pace. Soon the somber cries of pain were replaced with heavier breathing, moans, and squeals. This caused Randy to increase the speed of his thrusts.
“Are you liking it now, baby?” I asked her as her body started to tremble.
“Yes,” she said right before having another orgasm.
I was so proud of her. She was taking his big dick like a champ. If she lost her virginity to Billy Munson, or another high school boy it probably would’ve been over pretty quickly. Afterwards she would’ve lain on the bed thinking, 'Is this it? I expected more,' while telling her lover that everything was great.
Instead of having to deal with that, she was having a truly amazing experience. One that she would remember fondly for the rest of her life.
A few minutes later Randy was on his back. Her ass faced him as she lowered onto his cock.
As she rode him I asked her, “Do you know why I love reverse cowgirl?”
“No,” she mumbled.
“Because you can play with either your pussy or his balls,” I said. “Now try it.”
Her hands found there way to his balls. As she tickled them you could hear Randy say, “Please stop.”
However, she continued. I could tell that if she kept on doing that he would blow his load in seconds. So I had to take control of the situation and remove her hands myself.
She was soon rubbing her clit, and screaming, “Yes,” as he continued fucking her.
As she found her groove her fingers and his dick gave her yet another orgasm.
“Now, baby,” I said. “I want you to hop off his dick and suck it.
For several minutes we took turns licking her juices off his hard member. Then she started slobbering all over his shaft, while gave his balls my undivided attention.
After I thought he had enough I asked Randy, “What way do you want her next?”
“Doggy,” he moaned.
As she got on all fours, I leaned against the headboard, spread my legs, parted my pussy lips and pointed to my clit as I said, “I want you to lick it.”
Mary buried her head into my pussy as Randy started fucking her from behind. She tried to pay attention to me, but the newness of everything she was experiencing had overtaken her. She was still getting used to the feeling of having a dick inside of her, and the sensations it brought. She giggled and moaned as his balls slapped against her. I could tell just from looking at her, and seeing the lustful look in her eyes that sex had suddenly become her new favorite thing in the world.
A few minutes later Randy had both of us get on our backs. Mary and I kissed as he fucked me hard for a minute, before moving his dick over to her pussy. This went on for a short while, until Randy pulled his throbbing cock out of me and sprayed his load all over the two of us.
Mary didn’t know what to do. I then told her to taste the cum. She watched as I scooped some off my body and put it in my mouth. She then did the same.
As she tasted his love juice from her fingers I asked, “How does it feel to no longer be a virgin?”
“Great,” she said as Randy collapsed onto the bed next to her.
“Best workout of the day,” he exclaimed as he started fingering her pussy.
As they started kissing her phone rang. She jumped off the bed, ran to her bag, grabbed it and answered it saying, “Hey mom.”
After a short pause she then said, “No, we’re no longer shopping. I’m just hanging out at Ami’s. Ok, ok, ok. Hold on.”
She then looked at me and said, “My mom wants to talk to you.”
I grabbed the phone and walked out of the room. After slightly shutting my door I said, “Hello Jennifer.”
“I hope she’s not being a problem,” Jennifer said from the other end of the phone. “If she is I can pick her up and a few minutes.”
I peeked into the room and watched Randy eating out her sixteen-year-old daughter, I then said, “It’s cool, I think we’re going to hang here for a little while longer, and then maybe get something to eat.”
“All right,” she said. “Just have her home by ten.”
“Not a problem,” I said before hanging-up and rejoining them for the official start of round two.
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