.." Because why?" I stroked her face gently, moving closer to her."Because I love you," she said in a whisper.I looked seriously into her tear-filled ...yes. "I know. I love you too."She shook her head. "No, not--I think we're confusing what we really mean." Yes, you love me in a motherly sort of way. Okay. So I can accept that with our age difference. But don't you have any other feelings for me too, like I have for you? I mean, I love you, not as a master to a maid, not as a student to his. He smiled at me and I entered a booth and left the door unlocked. A couple minutes later after I had gotten hard from watching the porn, he entered and locked the door behind him. I was sitting and he stood in front of me giving me a strong hint he wanted to be sucked. I started to unzip his pants and as he unbuckled I saw that we was married. Next I pushed down his pants revealing a nice long black cock. I started rubbing him and he said to go slow because he wanted to enjoy the bj. The restroom was fairly crowded. While I was washing my hands there was a petite blonde putting on fire engine red lipstick next to me, but paying more attention to me in the mirror than her own lips. I returned her wanton glances, but then turned to leave wanting to get back to the gang, especially Kevin. I walked passed; she grabbed my arm and said, “I watched you and your friends earlier. Find me later if you want to mess up my lipstick.” I just smiled and winked as I left, but I was already. No! her mind shouted. No, go away, go away! I don't want to see you, not now, not ever! Go away, you... you animal... !But he didn't go away. Instead, Kirk came into the room, walking softly, and crossed over to the bed. Reaching out, he switched on the lamp on the bedside table, flooding the bed with soft, diffused light. Vicki turned her head away, flinging one arm up to cover her eyes. Kirk sat down beside her."Honey?" he whispered. "Honey, how do you feel?" Go away!" she pleaded. "Leave me.