"Mandy!" He gasped, as he saw her standing at his door. "What are ya doing here?"
"I came to see ya." She replied. Mark gave a small chuckle.
"Can I can come in?" She asked.
"Oh of course." He said and moved out the way as she stepped inside.
"How did you get here?" He asked as he shut the door.
"By plane." She joked.
"Well yeah, but what do ya parents think? Do they know?" Mark asked again.
"Yeah, they know that I'm here." Mandy replied.
"Do they mind?" He said.
Mandy shook her head.
"Really?" He said kind of confused.
She smiled and walked up to him and leaned up and kissed him on the lips.
Mark returned the kiss with more enthusiasm. Mandy broke the kiss after a while. "Dad gave me the plane ticket."
"He did?" Mark replied.
"Uh huh." She nodded.
"So he doesn't care anymore?" Mark asked.
"He's still a little edgy about it, but he'll get over it." She explained.
"Thank god, I missed ya sweetheart." Mark replied, as he pulled her into a hug.
"I missed you too." She said as she hugged him back.
After she pulled away, she walked over and sat down in his couch. "Can I have a drink?"
"Sure, soda alright?" Mark suggested.
"I'm eighteen now." Mandy explained.
"Yeah but you're not twenty-one." Mark smirked.
"Get me a drink." She smirked back, as she stuck her tongue out at him.
Mark chuckled and walked over to his kitchen to get her and himself a drink. He returned to the lounge room and handed her a glass. "What is it?" She asked, looking at the yellow colored liquid.
"Scotch." Mark replied, taking a sip of his glass.
"Isn't this a little too strong for me?" She replied, sniffing at it.
"One way to find out." Mark smirked.
She slowly put the glass to her lips and took a small sip. "Urughh… it's terrible."
Mark grabbed the glass from her, and swallowed the rest down in one sip. "You'll like it once ya get used to the taste." He explained.
"I very much doubt it." She replied as she watched him take the glasses back to the kitchen. "You know what day it is today?"
"Hmmm let me guess…Christmas day?" Mark replied, while putting the glasses back in the cupboard.
"Ha Ha, very funny, think again." She said.
"Happy eighteenth Amanda." He said, as he walked back over to the couch and sat down.
"You remembered." She smiled as she cupped his face.
"Of course I did, what did ya get for ya birthday?" He asked.
"Plane ticket from mom and dad, that did cost a bit." She replied.
"I know it would have, anything else?" He asked again.
"No, but I want my present from you." She replied, starting to kiss his jaw line.
"Oh and what might that be?" He replied, as he closed his eyes and leaned down on the head rest.
"I know you know." She whispered in his ear and started pulling his shirt from out of his pants.
"Ya sure? Already?" He replied, opening his eyes, to look in hers.
"Yes." She responded while unbuttoning his pants.
Mark moved up and slowly pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. He leaned in and captured her lips in a passionate kiss, causing Mandy to moan out in pleasure. She pulled her own top over her head as well as her bra and tossed it onto the ground. Mark leaned her down onto her back and began kissing down her neck to her breasts. He gently took one of her nipples into his mouth and began suckling on it.
The feel of his warm mouth covering her soft skin, caused Mandy to whimper in need, wanting more of his warm, soft touch.
"I think we should head up to the bedroom." Mark said in a husky voice.
"I think so too." She replied back, while kissing him.