by SexyGeek
Hit as a fresh fucked fox in a forest fire. Remembering those days with fondness. But the girls didn't sucvk but they sure did like to do other stuff.
Of course what I did ... I mean what my fictional hero did ... was to pull the seat forward so she could slide in back. I remember that detail now. I was thinking of my ... er the fictional hero's '60 Olds that we used sometimes when we needed a big back seat . Maybe I can tell that story sometime.
"Gary picked me up in his 57 Chevy convertible with the top down."
@2 paragraphs later:
"Like a gentleman I opened the back seat door for her and she slid in, keeping her knees carefully together so I didn't get any show."
Only problem is that 57 Chevy's only have two doors. There are no back seat doors.
George
THAT was smokin' hot! Nothing like that ever happened at MY high school....dammit! ;)