I felt so different from the shy inexperienced naive boy I had been. It seemed impossible that I could have experienced so much and changed so much in...just a few days, but I had and I was eagerly anticipating the days and experiences to come. “Hey, are you sleeping?” Jenn shook me playfully. “Where’s our breakfast in bed?” she demanded, smiling. “I knew that blow job was gonna cost me,” I grumbled, crawling out from between their warm supple bodies. Glancing back over my shoulder as I left the. After what felt like an eternity of torturous pleasure and heavy breathing, she pulled her finger from the fabric, took a steady step over to me, and ran her finger over my lips before slipping inside. I took time to suck her finger, wanting to taste her. All of her. Only when she pulled her finger away from me, I licked my lips, desperate for more. She bore her eyes into mine, daring me to look away as her fingers looped onto the fabric of her panties on her hips, and slid them down her silky. "Well pervert," Serena said coldly, "I want you to answer my question."The color drained from the young boys face. "I..I..uh - um," the boystammered, his body shaking, "I..I'm not a..a..pervert." That's not what I asked Mark," Serena said, glaring at him. "I asked,"Serena said slowly, "do you like my tits?"The boy just stared at Serena completely perplexed. How did she know hisname? Furthermore why was everyone else in class not paying attention towhat was going on with Serena and himself? They. Yes, her boyfriend is busy in the garage, she would tell Rick. He’s not going to interfere. Luckily, several cuts of wood at difficult angles centered my thinking and probably would see them to the top of the stairs. I put the saw down, blade still spinning and picked up the beer again as a woman walked by the garage with three too many dogs and attempting a wave which I returned. I wanted to open the door to the house in a bad way, walk to the top of the steps and see what they were.