..” She looked at Tootie. “YOU know...”“Just be nice,” I said.She snorted. “I think I KNOW what his definition of ‘nice’ is...”“He...��s fourteen,” I batted back.“Cecilia’s fourteen at school and she’s nine months pregnant.”“She’s got a point,” Tootie inserted.“Okay. Be as nice as you can be with no genitalia involved,” I said. “His dad supplied the crawfish...”Deena’s got that flair for the dramatic. “Oh, sure, trade my tender young body for crawfish...”“Smell that? Your body might be a fair. A walk along the beach until I find a stream. It is a small blue ribbon snaking out from the woods until its essence is swallowed by the sea. It gives up its very existence to merge with the sea. I envy it a moment. When I take a drink I try to pull some of its soul into myself. I feel stronger. The forest beckons. Many days pass. The gulls have decided to leave me be for now. My blood has dried into a hard shell that even their accusations cannot pierce. My tears have dried, streaking my face. There are no lesbian bars out here. It's just a place that men don't belong.Outside, it's brisk, just cold enough to crinkle my nipples through the thin fabric of my blouse. Inside, it's much warmer, hot even, from the press of bodies. People seem comfortable enough hanging their jackets in the front hall with no coat check, so I do the same. I'm wearing a tan, sensible skirt and cream-colored blouse that would not have looked out of place at work. I debated dressing down a bit, trying to fit. She looked up at him with her big blue eyes as she swallowed his cock. Brianna slid his cock in and out of her mouth at a slow but rhythmic pace. As his head leaned back into the pillow Jason reached down with both hands moving her hair back so that he could see her beautiful young face. She allowed his member to emerge from her mouth and gripped at its base while licking it up and down all while staring at him with those beautiful eyes. Jason pulled her up to him by her shoulders and kissed.