Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

Sam's POV

"That was alwesome" I said looking at her.

"Yeah I know, We will do this again." I smiled.

"Ummm so I guess we should go?"

"Why can't we stay?" I said.

"What else is there to do I mean this is what I-" I grabbed her wet body. She was still in the bra and panties and I liked it alot.

"We could make-out?" I said smiling full on.

"I think we should go home, I'm tired and wet."

"Ok how about we either make-out here or we go home and we change in front of each other?"

"Are you growing some balls now?"

"Yes, and I'd like to use them." The both of us were getting closer to each either.

"Well, jerk off or something." she said walking to the car.

"So does that mean you choosed one?"

"Yes home, now come on." I followed her and reach just in time to see her take off her bra.

"Woah, not here!" I tried to cover her up so no one would see, even though no one was there.

"I know not here but I'm not driving for 2 hours in a wet bra!" she grabbed a t-shirt but left the panties on.

"Plus if someone passes us, I don't want an accident."

"I know how they feel, your boobs could definitely stop traffic." I said staring at them.

"Yeah and if you keep staring, I'm leaving without you." The shirt went on and I got in side the car.

"2 hours huh? Can we do something?" I said.

"If it doesn't involve sex."

"Ok how about 20 questions? You go first."

"Ok, What's your favorite color?"

"Blue, Yours?"

"Green, what do you like to do?"

"Besides annoying you, I like to surf sometimes, I don't get to a lot since 'it's dangerous to my health.'" I rolled my eyes. "My mom said she doesn't like it at all and she added that comment to scare me."

"Wow, Do you still really like to surf?"

"Yeah but I haven't done it in so long. Anyways my turn, How many guys have you been with?" She waited and smiled.

"You really want me to answer that question?"

"Yes please."

"Ummmm I really don't know."

"You can't guess?" She sighed and looked up in a deep thought.

"I guess....... God I don't know! This is a hard ass question! I can't answer this. And why do you care? I'm with you and I think my past doesn't involve my present." She smiled and held my hand. I smiled to and kissed her cheek because I was being so jealous of losers.

"Ok my turn, Do you know anything about your real parents?"

"No, my dad told me that they were nothing every time I asked, so I just believed him. But I don't care, I can live without knowing."

"Oh."

"Yeah don't feel bad it's ok."

"I just- I just don't get why your fake parents do all this stuff to you."

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