All that mattered was waiting for Cesar to come pick him up. Always focused on the task at hand. The mindless chatter of travelers and hick truckers ...as starting to grind on Carl's nerves by the time a familiar red lowrider rolled off the freeway. Carl stood up and headed out into the lot as Cesar came to a stop amongst the parked cars. 'Farewell to this fucking place', Carl thought, feeling the sting of the cold rain again. He was in Cesar's car a few moments later, and the warmth there was. I dont know daddy, I have never done anything like that. I mean I have kissed boys, and have even felt them and they felt me, I saw Dylans cock naked once and to tell the truth I thought it was a little sad. It was small and droopy. I mean I have heard the other girls and they go on at how beautiful cocks are, and how they are hard and stand straight out from a guys pelvis, but Dylans didnt. Daddy did not say anything, and to give him credit he did not laugh at poor Dylan either, although. I pushedhim back and started to get up but he put his other handaround my waist, pulled me to his chest and kissed meagain. This time he was running his tongue between my lipstrying to enter my mouth. I tried to keep my lips tight butcouldn’t. I parted my lips and virtually sucked his hottongue into my mouth. I wanted to break it off but I reallyloved it. My nipples started swelling and I could feel agrowing warmth between my legs. It had just been too longsince I had been kissed like this.Next. He couldnot take knowing the fact his friend committed suicide.Why? This question was not aimed at how his friend was dressed. Yes,he was shocked over the fact that his best friend, the person he thoughthe knew better than anyone else, was transgender. That was notimportant. What was important was that Derrick knew that they wouldnever speak again. The guilt stricken man knew that somehow he was notthere for his friend in his time of need. Derrick was scared that hemight have been part of.