teenage boys actually play that anyway? But all she cared about was kissing me.
“Ryan was the only one of us that hadn’t even kissed a girl. Hell, most of us had already at least messed around. He was willing to do whatever we told him to ‘improve his game.’ He had several chances, but he had blown them all, so we told him to let us blindfold him to keep him from getting too nervous. I told him that this girl we had waiting for him was really into him and couldn’t wait to kiss him. I almost told him if he played his cards right that he might be able to get a little frisky with her, but I figured that was crossing a line.”
Tears were streaming down Celeste’s cheeks at this point. “And having him make out with his sister wasn’t crossing a line?”
“Well, looking back on it now, maybe it was a little. Anyway, we got the blindfold on him, got him in the closet, and shut the door. I think it was about three minutes before we heard them take a breath, and that’s when we pulled the door open and saw them, lips locked, his hand up her shirt, and the blindfold on the floor. Needless to say as soon as the light was let into the closet and they saw each other… Well it was priceless for us, but not so much for them.”
“I am about to pee myself. You have to stop–I can’t take anymore right now.”
“You mean you don’t want to hear about Camper?”
“I can’t. Not right now. Turn here and it’s the house on the next corner.”
As I pulled up to the house, Celeste didn’t even wait for me to get parked before she hopped out of the truck and went for the front door. When I got out of the truck, Liz looked at Celeste then back at me. “What in the world did you do to her? I haven’t seen her run that fast since she tripped over a ground hornet’s nest running cross‐country. She went from the dead last to getting second place.”
“I bet that was a sight to see. I was just telling her about Ryan’s first kiss, and she was laughing so hard she was about to piss herself.”
Breck perked up at the mention of one of his favorite stories. “Man, you told the story of him kissing Kelly without me? What the fuck? You know I love to tell that story.”
“I didn’t get to tell her about Camper. I was afraid I would have to pay a cleaning fee for the truck if I got into that one.”
“Eh, it’s not as good of a story, but I guess it’s better than nothing.”
If the girls hadn’t been there to confirm this was the right house, I would have thought we were in the wrong place. Walking into the Donnelly’s was like walking into a movie. No matter where you looked, everything was perfect. This place was so clean I don’t think you could have found a dust bunny at the neighbor’s house.
Liz grabbed a couple boxes that were leaning up against the wall before walking upstairs. “Make sure you take your shoes off before coming inside. Someone grab that tape gun and some boxes. We have work to do. I want to hear about this Camper story.”
Celeste turned the corner at the top of the stairs. “Yea, someone get up here and tell me about Camper.”
Walking into Cailyn’s room, I noticed that it was as spotless as the rest of the house. Jeremy looked around before shaking his head. “Cailyn sure is going to have her hands full if she expects Luke to keep the place this clean. I mean, how does Terry live in a place like this? A guy has to have a little mess.”
Breck grabbed a few boxes before heading up the stairs. “You see, what happened was this. There was a smokin’ hot English teacher our junior year, and she knew she was hot. There were rumors every year of her messing around with guys that had her class, but it never really happened. She would always wear skirts that were long enough to meet the requirements, but just short enough for us guys not to need much of our imagination.
“The best part of that class was the fact that she loved to sit on top of her desk with her legs
“Ryan was the only one of us that hadn’t even kissed a girl. Hell, most of us had already at least messed around. He was willing to do whatever we told him to ‘improve his game.’ He had several chances, but he had blown them all, so we told him to let us blindfold him to keep him from getting too nervous. I told him that this girl we had waiting for him was really into him and couldn’t wait to kiss him. I almost told him if he played his cards right that he might be able to get a little frisky with her, but I figured that was crossing a line.”
Tears were streaming down Celeste’s cheeks at this point. “And having him make out with his sister wasn’t crossing a line?”
“Well, looking back on it now, maybe it was a little. Anyway, we got the blindfold on him, got him in the closet, and shut the door. I think it was about three minutes before we heard them take a breath, and that’s when we pulled the door open and saw them, lips locked, his hand up her shirt, and the blindfold on the floor. Needless to say as soon as the light was let into the closet and they saw each other… Well it was priceless for us, but not so much for them.”
“I am about to pee myself. You have to stop–I can’t take anymore right now.”
“You mean you don’t want to hear about Camper?”
“I can’t. Not right now. Turn here and it’s the house on the next corner.”
As I pulled up to the house, Celeste didn’t even wait for me to get parked before she hopped out of the truck and went for the front door. When I got out of the truck, Liz looked at Celeste then back at me. “What in the world did you do to her? I haven’t seen her run that fast since she tripped over a ground hornet’s nest running cross‐country. She went from the dead last to getting second place.”
“I bet that was a sight to see. I was just telling her about Ryan’s first kiss, and she was laughing so hard she was about to piss herself.”
Breck perked up at the mention of one of his favorite stories. “Man, you told the story of him kissing Kelly without me? What the fuck? You know I love to tell that story.”
“I didn’t get to tell her about Camper. I was afraid I would have to pay a cleaning fee for the truck if I got into that one.”
“Eh, it’s not as good of a story, but I guess it’s better than nothing.”
If the girls hadn’t been there to confirm this was the right house, I would have thought we were in the wrong place. Walking into the Donnelly’s was like walking into a movie. No matter where you looked, everything was perfect. This place was so clean I don’t think you could have found a dust bunny at the neighbor’s house.
Liz grabbed a couple boxes that were leaning up against the wall before walking upstairs. “Make sure you take your shoes off before coming inside. Someone grab that tape gun and some boxes. We have work to do. I want to hear about this Camper story.”
Celeste turned the corner at the top of the stairs. “Yea, someone get up here and tell me about Camper.”
Walking into Cailyn’s room, I noticed that it was as spotless as the rest of the house. Jeremy looked around before shaking his head. “Cailyn sure is going to have her hands full if she expects Luke to keep the place this clean. I mean, how does Terry live in a place like this? A guy has to have a little mess.”
Breck grabbed a few boxes before heading up the stairs. “You see, what happened was this. There was a smokin’ hot English teacher our junior year, and she knew she was hot. There were rumors every year of her messing around with guys that had her class, but it never really happened. She would always wear skirts that were long enough to meet the requirements, but just short enough for us guys not to need much of our imagination.
“The best part of that class was the fact that she loved to sit on top of her desk with her legs
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