I couldn’t really hear that voice when all I could see was her standing there looking at me as if I were a glass of her favorite wine and she was mo...e than ready for a drink… ‘Well, if you haven’t figured it out yet, I’ll give you just a little more time,’ she said, turning towards the front step of the house, ‘I need to hop in the shower anyway!’ We quickly entered the front door and she closed and locked the door behind us. ‘Make yourself comfortable, I’ll only be a minute,’ she said,. ***** My name is Dylan Morrison. A lot of kids would call me goth or emo, but I’m not either one of those. I like dark clothing, but I’m not into leather or black eyeliner or anything like that. I cut, but I don’t go around showing it off trying to get attention. I am sixteen. My father died when I was ten. He was a Marine sniper. I don’t remember much about him because he was gone all the time, but my mom still keeps his uniform and the folded flag they gave us at the funeral. My mom and I. ..He found work in a supermarket, I thought that the work, the maturity to take her to review these his behavior, but alas it was a masculine atmosphere, here with her not long before a lot to get noticed, of course, thanks to his clothing and behavior, to countered had to wear a lab coat, usually to the knee, and for all, I spent one day to visit her at work, and I saw that he was squeezed to a dental lab coat, two sizes smaller and short to mid-thigh, coincidentally, opened two buttons below. I wanted her to be here with me, snuggling and cuddling with me on this bed. Just thinking about it made my cock ooze some thick droplets of precum. As the restlessness grew further, I thought of talking with her in text messages before calling her on phone. ‘Wuzzup Jane? Thinking bout our afternoon meetin?or thinkin wat we’d talk on fone in a few mins? ,)’ With my heart beating very fast, I pressed the sent button and then stared at the screen for what seemed like ages. I waited and waited,.