I’m sorry. As much as I would like to, I can’t.”“It’s OK. Once you said you had a girlfriend, I knew where this would end. Would you do some...hing for me?”“That depends on what it is,” I said.“Stay in touch. If there comes a time when you don’t have a girlfriend and I don’t have a boyfriend, maybe we can go out on a date.”That I could do. Given what my plans were, it wasn’t likely, but the way she’d asked didn’t seem risky to me at all. And it didn’t sound like she was pining for me or going to. But threeweeks went by in a flash. What's the saying? Time flies when you scrubpots?I had an overnight stay in a local hospital. When I came out of the fog,I had puppies on my chest. Knockers. Headlights. Girls.There is nothing sissier. There was no hiding them without wearing atent as a blouse. Mistress loved to come up behind me and cup them. Iloved to see men stare. Damn, they were fun.One day, Molly caught me dancing naked in front of the mirror. It wassomething by the Stones, and I danced. We did not leave each other’s lips when removing clothes and still our lips were in contact. She put her arms around me and pulled towards her. Her boobs got crushed. She moaned hmmm while smooching. We continued the smooch and I opened the button of her jeans shorts and she removed the shorts using her leg.Then she removed the button of my jeans and I pushed the pant down. Now, she was in her panties and I was in y underwear. We stopped the smooch now. Imagine guys! We started the smooch when. ! Ah... ummm...! St... Stop!" he said breathily. I pressed my hips down onto him and started to hump him frantically, the material of our clothes rubbing hard onto each other."Ahh... hah...! Ummm!" Darryl moaned as I continued humping him, playing with his nipple, and started to nibble onto the sensitive ear lobe. But when my hand started to travel down onto his groin, he yelled, "Get off of me!" and pushed me off, hard.His left hand flew to his right shoulder as if to protect himself as he.