You're putting yourself down, which I guess I can understand. I was that way after the divorce, and I thought all the girls who chased after me were i...terested in was my money.She giggled "Well I just like your cock. A thong suntan huh. Is that a big deal to you?"I smiled at her. "Better than that one piece you have. You tan so well. Want to see some more? I have several movies."She was staring at the screen, her hand idly toying with her pussy. And her eyes were still flitting to my cock. "There's an old saying 'Nothing good or bad lasts forever'. And if they are good now, they can only change one direction. You need to be ready for that change so you can take care of yourself during the hard times. A diploma is a big step in that preparation."Heather you are a high school girl–a very attractive high school girl. And like all high school girls, your mind is on boys... how to tease them, how to get what you want from them, and how to give them what they want so they will stay. "With her eyes on me, she reached down and grabbed her robe."Come with me," she said, taking my hand.She brought me to the bathroom, still holding her robe. We both walked in, turned on the light and stopped at the toilet.Then she dropped her robe on the sink, which was right next the toilet and let go of my hand."What are you doing?" I pondered, watching her dig into one of the pockets on her robe.Her right hand exited it as a fist and she positioned it only about a foot in front of me.She. I was lost in a lustful frenzy. I told him to cum. I begged for it. I called him My Man. I called him Daddy. I begged for his cum. I told him I was his slut to use. And then…”“What?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “What happened then?” I almost screamed.“Then he came”. She said. “He came like I can only imagine a god would cum. Like a porn star. Like a real man. He shot thick ropes of cum across the booth. It hit the far wall. I could feel every spurt leave his cock with both of my hands. It was so.