Then I asked him not to tell anyone about this and he replied, "Everyone in college already knew all about your blow job skills, that's how I came to ...now about it".That was the night I understood that he tricked me all the time into having my lips around his rod.But he made me a promise that he won't out our secret to anyone.But since that night onwards he never came on to me but expected me to do all the things for him.I used to go on to him every night and squeeze his man-b00bs and his rod. I am one of those athletic type of girls, standing at 5'9 with perky 32C breasts that have been entertaining the boys for years. I have long blonde hair flowing past my shoulders and bright blue eyes that always help to get what I want. My ass is pretty tight, if I do say so myself, and I am not much of a party girl. Despite that, I have been around with a couple guys, a few blow jobs here and there, but nothing entitling me with being a high school slut. After years of being under a strict. . . well, it seemed fair, and I looked at it as a means of making up with her.’ The doctor waited patiently and after a moment, John continued. ‘The fact is we had lunch . . . Argie and me. I can’t say how relieved I was to hear her say ‘the marriage isn’t dead.’ He avoided mentioning the fact that he’d been pathetic in her presence until she had uttered those very words. Dr. Gladstone: ‘That’s very promising, John. Anything else?’ ‘Um, yeah, I admitted that I had a problem with sex to her. I .. Promise me that you won't re-build it." she pleaded over the phone."Honey, I'm all right. Just some minor cuts and a lot of mental anguish over the major damage done by the fire. Otherwise I'm all right. Cathy has already beat me up over the lab and made the same recommendation. I don't think that I'm going to do anything about it for several weeks while I try to figure out what needs to be done." I shrugged, hearing my very tired voice."Well, if you need me, I can come home early. School is.