As she stroked me, we kissed passionately. I ran my hands all over her soapy tits groped at her ass. Finally, Lily got behind me and jerked me slowly....The feeling of her tits against my back and being in her control was too much and I shot my load. I couldn't believe how much I still had in the tank. Lily seemed so content, as if she lived to make me cum.That night we had slept in separate beds, afraid mom and dad might come in through the adjoining room door and catch us in bed together in the. That my new polygraph and Kelli's and maybe 'the bitch on wheels' Lydia was all about my new found desire to suck and fuck BBC. A new order hidden behind security to promote Black males getting 'into' white fuckers. That this was supposedly the ONLY way I would keep my clearance. And probably never be ever to get out of the program.She asked someone to help with my clearance thing - to out me officially in a great way. Whoever had told her about the new "Black" program (which now means. Ryan was an adult, for God's sake, he thought. He hadn't blackmailed her into going out with him. True, he hadn't been, and still wasn't, looking for the long-term stuff, as he'd told Baxter. Someday, that'd be fine; some day, after his NHL career, when he was done with road trips, potential trades, and all of that.There was no point in having something derailed when it was avoidable. Ryan, he figured, had to feel much the same. She was busy with her band, and was working to get busier. He. He wanted me to talk about how I’d been coping with everything since Monday. I tried to do that but it came out all garbled. So he told me he wanted me to keep a little journal type thing for a while where I wrote down what I was doing and what I was thinking. He said it would help me get a better grip on what was going on around me.I’m not really a journal kind of person. Bec’s the journaler in the family (is journaler a word? I can’t say journalist because obviously that means something.