He seemed like a good kid; shook my hand and looked me dead in the eyes. Honestly answered both kissing questions. I’d have know he was lying if he said no and then I might have had to be a little stern.
He did start to fidget when I asked him, “what first attracted him to my daughter?” He answered her shyness. Good answer, the boy can think on his feet.
Asked him if he needed a few bucks, he politely refused and they were on their way.
Whole time they were gone all I could think about was my father in law telling me that teenage boys are, “hornier than a 3 dicked mule.” He probably wanted me to sweat like he did when I started dating his daughter.
The young man did bring her home early.
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Dad had a chair by the front door. My sister always got nervous and decided to go redo make-up or change dresses about the time the boy was due. There was a couch on the other side of the door from dad and the young man would get perched there. "What do you do for a living" my father would bark. "Sirrr, I am in high school." The interrogation was just getting started. "What does your father do?" Dad was a big man and the questioning was relentless. By the time my sister came out it was the young man that needed to change clothes, his were soaking wet with sweat!
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