He's even got this stringy little goatee that he's trying togrow and he's really proud of it even though I think that it looks sortof silly - but I'd ...ever tell him that. I'm not sure what it is aboutAndy and me but I just feel comfortable being with him And it's kind nicewhen he'll complement me on my clothes or hair or something like that.Nice to have a best friend.Well, the shelter gave us our scrubs this week - everyone got three sets- and man, did I get screwed. The first thing that was. Up, down, grind, up, down, grind, up, down, grind. “You okay down there Bob?” asked Jean. “You really are a dirty little fucker Jean,” I replied. She ground into me for several minutes. Up to this point we were both looking and smiling at each other, then, Jean’s eyes slowly started to close. Her movements were more deliberate, her grinding seemed harder and longer, she quickened the pace, no more grinding, just straight up and down, but in a frantic way, shouting, “Fuck… fuck… fuck… ” every. In the center of the room was a tall, gorgeous young man with seductive brown eyes and short, spiked hair. His shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his smooth chest and beautiful abs. As he danced, another hot young man with sharp, green eyes joined him and they held each other in an embrace. People cheered as their bodies came closer to one another and the distance between their faces grew shorter. Before long, the two were locked in a romantic kiss. The elated screams of the people around them. I sat down opposite to her at the transparent glass table and we began to eat while looking at the TV. It didn't last long before my eyes started to wander, influenced by my dirty thoughts. My mother's legs were spread apart quite a bit and her robe was not long enough to cover her all the way down, I had a decent view through the table of her beautiful hairy pussy. I'm not sure if she was baiting me or was just not simply aware of the fact that she was exposed but she caught me staring."Hunny,.