I took the dish from her and held it awkwardly, looking at her for some kind of instructions. "You eat your own cum sometimes, don't you?", she quizze..., and I could detect a slight grin, and that she was taking great pleasure from humiliating me. "Yes I do",...I grimaced, trying to hold back my load. She looked at me for a moment saying nothing. Finally she stood straight again, and tapped her foot impatiently. "Well...I think you know what to do don't you cocksucker?" I paused momentarily, and. Tim had to admit to himself that spending time in LA was a turn-on since his father’s girl friends were always around displaying themselves by the pool in micro bikinis. He wondered idly what his father’s latest trophy chick looked like. Peter had told him that this time he had a live-in girl friend named Lucia Sanchez and had added lasciviously that she was just like her name. Tim had had a few girl friends himself since he was now developing quite a physique. Football and weight. Maybe it would stop me from attracting bastards that just wanted to make a fool out of me. I glanced at my watch. 4.20 That was it. I drank the rest of my tea and politely thanked the waitress as I stood. I stole a fleeting glance at myself in the reflecting glass and saw a young woman with uncontrollable curls escaping from a hair band, light brown eyes narrowed in anger and disappointment. Lips, usually full were pressed into a taut line and cheeks slightly flushed. I turned from my. "What are you doing here?" I half-joked."Told Karen I'd fix that shelf in her closet while she's at work," he said. I must've looked at him like he was crazy (he never did that kind of stuff, just said, "Why don't y'all call the landlord?" if anything came up around the house). "Truth is, though, I wanna see what it is you're doin' to yourself in that bedroom that makes you moan so damn loud. You kept me up all night." I could feel myself flush all over in a wave of hot shame coupled with ....