.. I'm cumming." He groaned, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. Melissa's eyes widened, she knew he was close but she thought he wo...ld have lasted a little longer. Paul practically collapsed on the edge of the bed. Melissa didn't say anything, but instead gave an upset look, showing her lack of satisfaction. She had been SO close, why did Paul have to cum just then? If only he had held out just a little bit longer. Melissa felt anger rise in her as her orgasm began to fade. I was pissed, but I kept my cool. I told her it was a great idea and I would date other girls for the same reason. She didn’t say anything, but I could tell she didn’t much like that idea. I guess as far as she was concerned I was just supposed to sit at home and wait for her. We dated others and the results were predictable. We never got back together although she did call me several times to ask why I hadn’t been calling her to set up dates.Middle of my sophomore year at State I met Joan and. This was a conversion van, not a minivan, so I figured that improved our chances. It was older, and swerved slightly going down the straight highway. I saw something fly out of the window. As we approached it I saw it was a can. As I rolled by, even at 70 mph, I could identify the unmistakable markings of a Budweiser can. This, to me, means dudes. Dudes put for a joy ride. "Dudes ahead." I told her and she continued to play with herself.Another empty shot out of the passenger side of the. Anyway, I was anonymous. They might be able to trace this mobile phone but so what? I had reason to be on Romney Marsh and I have no connection with the car’s owner. I have done what a good citizen should do. If the police act promptly your friend can have his Porsche back in the morning. He might have to use his four wheel drive to pull it out, but I’m sure the Porsche is still roadworthy and almost undamaged.”“Thank you.”“For what?”“For sorting out the problem of the Porsche.”“That problem.