night, so as not to be late and overly tired for work the next morning.

Debbie was a pig and when she crossed the line by making a pass at me, stepping out of the bathroom naked, and walking into my room and getting in bed with me, I told my Dad. He had her packing her bags the next day. I was half expecting my Dad to have me pack my bags and maybe that was Debbie's intention, when she made a pass at me, but my Dad believed me over her. Maybe she was ready to tell my Dad that I made a pass at her, but I beat her to the punch and she was out the door.

She couldn't write, anyway. A high school dropout, shewas illiterate. All she knew how to do was swing her hips and use her mouth. That was enough for her to get someone like my Dad interested enough in her to give her a place to stay. Unfortunately, there are millions of guys like my Dad, who would fall for someone like her, a dumb, young, blonde, with a pretty face and big tits, but she won't be like that forever. What is she going to do later in life, when she gets fat and ugly and her big tits sag? I feel sorry for her.

Imagine my excitement though, at 18-years-old, when all my friends were already in a relationship and having regular sex, I went from having never seen a naked woman to seeing two naked