She starts to guide my fingers up her skirt. All of a sudden red and blue lights start flashing out the window. I pull back and glance up to see cop cars at the end of the driveway. “Oh shit! The police are here!” “Fuck! I can’t get in trouble! sex Especially with basketball.” She panics. “Let’s see if we can find the others and make a run for it back to the car!” I quickly grab Sofia’s hand and make our way downstairs. Everyone young is scattering in every direction. “The cops are here!” someone yells. I pull Sofia outside to find Nisha with Trini and Lashun. “Where’s Kyle?” I ask. “I don’t know! He was with Stacy the last time I saw him. I think they went down to the beach!” Nisha spits out. She was clearly fuck freaking out. “We can’t afford to get in trouble.” “You guys try to make a break for it! See if you can sneak into the neighbor’s lawn. I’ll go find Kyle and Stacy!” I tell them. “But what if you get caught?” Sofia asks. “I can’t leave Kyle!” I tell her. “Just go with them and I’ll find you once I get Kyle and Stacy.” She friend gives me a quick nod and they take off towards the neighbors. I start to sprint down to the beach. He’s nowhere to be found. I start running down the beach to see if they strolled further down, but nothing. Turning back I see flashlights come out to the beach. Ah, crap… Their starting to search the beach. Where the hell could Kyle be? I have to get out of here or they’re going to catch couple me. I notice a wide dirt path leading off the beach. It looks like a dried up river. Screw it! There is really no other option at this point. I make my way down indian there, constantly looking over my shoulder. There is a cluster of trees that make it look sort of like a tunnel. At this point, I’m desperate to find someplace to hide, I don’t know how much longer I can keep up this pace. I quickly look back, but I don’t see anyone following me. Just as I turn my head. SMACK! “Ashley,” her dad said to her in a fatherly tone while Brooke was still riding him, “no fuck touching yourself. Boy, were they strict! She blinked, quickly turning indian from him. Is there a problem?” Dave asked. Doing whatever he said seemed like a good place to start, so she pressed on. “Damn, you are a sexy couple thing, Mercedes,” snarled Clint. “Go mix yourself another drink, better mix this one a little stronger since it’s your last one tonight.” God! “Exactly, Jeremy. He will be left in that position for twenty minutes.” “Bitch, you have a lot of work to do. She took out her high bun, locks of her dark brown curls fell around her tan face. Ever my protector, my young friend dad reached out after me and caught me in his large hands. She pulled his t shirt off his head sex and paused for a second to admire his body.