Steetch started taking Sports, mainly just for a joke, but it turned out he was really really good, at all the sports he went out for, even without us...ng his personal anti-gravity. But, of course he did. He went from being the total klutz to the star of the football, basketball, hockey, rowing, LaCrosse, wrestling, track and field, and swimming teams. Of course the jocks he displaced didn't appreciate this, and tried to demonstrate their disapproval behind the cafeteria after school, so Steetch. I even cried a little at remembering the last three or four hours. But I knew, deep down that, they were tears of joy.My thoughts kept concentrating on what we had done and not on whether we should have. My mind kept going over the same things. Why did I go through with it? When would I accept that what I had done was all my fault?There were so many questions running through my head that I didn’t know which ones to address first. I didn’t know whether I should even try, but my actions to clean. Jason gets down on the floor on top of Terry and kisses her deeply, sliding his tongue in her mouth. Then he kisses her neck, works his way to her titties and down her stomach. Finally he finds his way to her love mound and kisses around it teasing her.“Daddy please!!! I need it!! Stop teasing me!”Jason licks at her out lips then deeper penetrating them and finding her clit with his tongue. Jolts fly through Terry’s body.“OH YES!” Terry yells out while raising her hips “Right there!”Jason. I should be there by five.”“Thanks Sami. I owe you.”“I’ll add it to the rest that you owe me.” I said with a sigh.“Oh don’t be like that I’ll be in touch, by.”I hung up the phone resigned to the fact that my Ex had stuck it to me again. Well it would be nice to see Vici again and in truth she would be better off here with me than left to her own devices at her house.I arrived at the old brownstone building around five and because I had been texting her, Vici was waiting at the gate with a pink.