I think he knows I’m dressing for him. When we walk into the cafe, he always looks my way, and I see him memorizing the way I look, as if storing up...my image for later use. At least, I hope that’s what he’s doing.Sometimes, I imagine what I might say if we were to find each other all alone together. Maybe back by the payphones near the two tiny restrooms. I try to picture our conversation, try to hear it in my head. Could I tell him I have such a crush on him? No. No fucking way. Not in a small. " I laid awake that thinking that I was being played. But if I was why would Abby have given me the money. Next morning I arrived at the house to be greeted by Paul, Mark, and Lena. I was ready to prove myself to these people. I looked at the eight hundred dollars on the desk and turned to find Abby. "Remember, we will be watching, so no funny business." Mark said. I walked in and Abby was standing in the kitchen wearing a pair of small jogging shorts and a sports bra. My cock started to get. Neither he nor Lori were habitual drinkers.Bob slowly sipped his beer while Todd and Lori made small talk. He was determined to see how far Todd could actually go. This is what he had wanted for years, but still felt a pang of jealousy.Lori seemed nervous and practically gulped her Black Russian. Todd had hardly touched his drink and noticing Lori's glass empty, refilled it from his own glass. With her taste buds already getting numb, she hardly noticed the difference in drinks. She was now. The pride of victory took over my body made my dick even harder and sent mad lust all over. With the acceptance signal, I dared more and placed both my hands against her small waist and lower my mouth a bit to suck on her petite bouncing breasts. Rhea ran her fingers through my hair, moaning in between as I suck. Being a mad predator full of lust, I bit her nipple leaving a mark. The hard bite brought rhea back to her senses. She whimpered and pushed me away gently saying ‘it hurts…’ not.