” After nearly a half hour of small talk, Albert unrolled a poster and handed Mason a black marker. "Guess he's taken up enough of your time, boss. ...ou wana sign his poster?"But, Mason just sat still and stared at me. Then, after much too long of a time, he said, “You're a nice k**, Brynn. I like you even more than I liked your emails. And this whole time, your eyes been glazed over like you're living out some kind of a dream.”He studied me for a while longer before saying, "You know what, I. So Allison and I are walkingthrough the mall, headed toward the movie theatre, and I could clearlysee her breasts swinging back and forth under her tight tank top and Icould feel mine swinging the same way and I guess from some of thestares we were getting from some guys that we were putting on a realshow. It must have been the wine I'd been drinking but I didn't care ifthey stared at us. "Take a good look guys," I thought.In the theatre, I talked Allison into sitting way over at the end. "I love to deep-throat, I can put a dick really far down my throat. I love the way my eyes get watery and I love it when a guy grabs me by the back of the head and makes me gag on his cock."She took a deep breath, sighed and closed her eyes.The first time I ever gave head I was in eighth grade and it was two guys from the football team behind the boy's locker-room. From there I started perfecting my technique."She opened her eyes and looked at me, humorless and pensive."And I am very, very. "I really don't wanna go...it's always so boring..." he said almost with a frown face"Don't worry...everything will end up well...in fact..I guess I know what my parents wanna talk about...well..cya.."I said with a confident smile."Yeah..cya" he said walking home.of course I knew what they wanted, I mean...his parents made him go to the market, why if they were all going togheter...obviously, I knew he was staying, so I just went home across the street and the door opened to me, it was.