The two of us stood at the mouth of the tunnel, cheered on by the sensible cowards behind us, trying to listen just in case a bus rumbled up to the other end, and then she grabbed my hand and started running.
Lucien purchases a flute in a pawn shop, and immediately begins playing it. There's more to the flute and Lucien, than meets the eye. He's special, and so is his flute music.
My version of another story's plot idea, wherein events require that Bobby shares his bedroom for a while with his little sister. It works out much better than they thought it would, and a heck of a lot better than it probably would in real life.
He is the teenage boy who gets to spend some time driving with the woman of her early teen dreams. His aunt Zoe is an absolute foxy lady with a large tit rack. He can't keep his eyes off them so she suggests that they do something about the tension - time to fuck the tension away. She is surprised to be his first.