When she reached the tip, she sucked it into her mouth, adjusted her position, and then deep-throated me, her nose repeatedly nudging my pubic bone as...she rhythmically sucked me off.Lying back with my eyes closed, I relaxed and immersed myself in the blissful sensation of this gorgeous, sexy, fuckable girl sucking by brains out.I became aware that she was doing something else, but I couldn’t tell what. Then I felt her finger pushing gently between my cheeks, and the contact with my anus was wet. I HATED the movie of my life as Ross... ... until... ... the moment Hazel killed Ross all over again.As a viewer, instead of a participant I saw things that slipped by me the first time, in real time. When Hazel dragged Ross from the car and into the grocery store, she looked all around, searching the lot for something, or someone, before committing herself to going in.She kept looking around until something caught her eye, and then an evil smile overrode her ‘public’ face. Once I understood. So I had a week to take off no problem. ‘I called the school and told them I’d be away for at least a couple days the next week. And on Monday morning I was on a shuttle to Westchester airport. ‘Life got really, really interesting that day, and also full of complicated moral dilemmas for this sensitive, soon-to-be-oversexed, feminist musician from New England. And the shit has never let up since.’ ‘The phone call was the moment it all changed, eh?’ ‘Well, I suppose it was a slightly gradual. Keep a lookout!" I giggled again and lowered my mouth to his cock, which was big and heavy and hot, throbbing in my hands.Josh wasn't a bad looking guy, not at all. He had soft hazel eyes, and brown hair with a little red in it, like chestnut I guess. A smooth, fair face and a nice smile. It was just his personality, his confidence or something, that made him seem less than handsome, and that was too bad. But it made him vulnerable too and right then I think I was finding it attractive for some.