And I don't see any difference fromdoing it in my bed or doing it in the back of my truck's cargo bed. Iknow that what she really wants is to have a n...w last name - my lastname to be exact, and a ring around her finger.As for me, I just have some relatively simple goals that mankind has hadsince the beginning of the human race - I just want to be able to getsome pussy more than once a night and not have to get up to go home. Ithink about her living in my imaginary apartment, just as much as. I play on the college baseball team thelast thing I need is for the guys to find out I like to suck dick and takeit up the ass. I would be a pariah. Not that I am going to make it to thepros or anything but baseball is paying my way through school. I have afirm rule no fucking around with anybody on campus. But Trey came homedrunk and horny. We started talking about his girlfriend not putting outand the next thing I know his big pussy pounder is trying to take upresidence in my throat.If word. She then spun around, basket in hand, and disappeared around a corner. I continued shopping, distracted by thoughts of this angelic vision. I selected apricot jelly, wishing I could smear it all over her belly, and the joy I’d have licking her clean. That led to considering licking down her tummy, and that called for liquid honey- to pour , of course, on her pussy, which I imagined as hairless, virginal, girlish. I was lost in my thoughts. Not surprisingly, this caused my to bump my cart into a. “Look at that wall. A twenty-year old kid was handed a commission to paint a fucking wall! If it hadn’t been for you standing next to me, I wouldn’t have finished. I’d have thrown a tantrum and walked away. I’d have gone back to Nebraska to make a living painting billboards. It was the trust of other people that made this wall.”“It was your talent, Tony.”“Talent and maturity aren’t the same thing. Did you know I was ejected from the World Games? Security escorted me out of the arena.”“You were.