“Who’s Heather?” Beck didn’t know who Heather was. Did he? The ecstasy finally hit him. He felt so wonderful, so relaxed, so free, so happy … and with the woman he was very much in love with.
Janey was feeling equally as dreamy, and all the childlike innocence and honesty came out, slowly, in her words. “Remember … that bee-yooou-ti-ful girl you saw me with … at Dusk? Well … I really, really like her … Nothing went on between us … but I did see her a few more times and … don’t get mad … I did kiss her … and I was wondering if … well … the first time I have s*x with her … I’d like it … very much … if you … if you’d join in too …” Janey paused and then added, “To make it extra special for me.”
After hearing what she had to say, Beck just smiled and kissed her. What could ever be wrong on a
