She likes a lot of the same authors I like. She wasn't an airhead like the people I go to school with. As I sat with her, my thigh against hers, I wat...hed her lips speak to me, and my body responded. I swallowed heavily and worried my face had reddened. Perhaps she thought I still felt upset about earlier, her hand reached down and rubbed my thigh. "Don't worry about them, Charlie. They're jerks. Life goes on to so many better places after high school. I left 3 years ago and I still don't miss. Oh my god, the questions. They would have asked all the questions that we don't want to have to answer!"Yes, dear, thought Roger."We have a great thing going here, Roger... and Johnny fucked up badly... he almost fucked up the entire deal." I'll deal with Johnny," sighed Roger. "Right now I am much more concerned with what that gunshot might have done to the subjects. It might have brought them back to attention. If they did start attending at the wrong time, then they may have registered a. She met me at the door in a pair of shorts and a tank top, no bra, obviously fresh out of the shower. She greeted me with a kiss and told me to come in. We headed back to her small bedroom at the end of the house where she wasted no time going to work. My cock was throbbing, I think I had been at full mast since the night before. She quickly pulled it out of my pants and said "wow, I think you've grown". Which I guess was possible, I was 19 a the time and 17 when we first got together. She. Now come on man we gotta get up and get moving.”“Yeah yeah alright alright I’m going, don’t get all soft on me.”“How can I? You’re talking all the soft with you.”“You stole that from Captain America. Would it kill you for some originality?”“Would it kill you to stop procrastinating and get in the shower?”“It might ... let’s see if I ... ok I’m going man, chill,” he said when I reached for his phone.“And try to leave me just a little hot water if you can ... not a lot, just a little.