Jared

I feel like a thirteen-year-old boy when he first realizes his math teacher has boobs. I didn't realize I was speeding until Laynie's giggle pulls me from the street view to her own.

"Jared slow down." She says with a laugh. When we get there, I want you to make love to me. There shouldn't be a rush, not tonight.

She's right. This shouldn't be something we rush. I try to calm the tent in my pants by thinking about Alan in a bikini. There's an image. When we ...