I love him, dammit. Sometimes I wish I didn't. And I'm holding back. He doesn't have all of me, and each time he leaves, when he returns, I give him l...ss of me than he had before. He knows this. He knows I'm pulling away from him. I can see it in his eyes — the hurt, I mean. I'm hurting him, but I can't stop it. Hurting him is the last thing I want to do, but I must protect myself because..." The tears welling in her eyes overflowed and streaked her cheeks. "Because someday he won't come back.. Renee, was what was considered 'queer', ultra fem, and it was mentioned in many circles around Benson High School that Renee was the best at giving blow jobs in school history. Renee was known at that time as Ricky Stark, a quiet, soft-spoken kid that would never make the "cool" list with any of his class- mates. On one level Allan felt deep sorrow for Renee/Ricky because he endured all the pain, the ridicule, the heartache that a kid lost in this maze of confusion would experience. On the. .." About?" Life and friends. Nothing you'll like." Try me." It's long though." I'm game." Alright fine. But answer this question where are you staying tonight?" I'm staying at an inn as well." Which one?" This one up ahead." Oh, interesting you're not that far from my Inn. Let me stay here tonight." Are you sure!" Phillip asked looking a little surprised..."Yeah, I don't think Sara is ready to see me..."Phillip didn't ask any more questions. Angie was a little relieved yet felt a little. At my further prompting, she planted small kisses and then gave a couple of licks on my cock head.“I’ll teach you how to be a good little cocksucker.” I promised her. “But first, let me look at you properly.” I said.I laid her on her back on the bed, her head resting on a pillow. I lay on my side, close to her, my raised head propped up on my left hand and my leg thrown across her open thighs. My right hand wandered slowly all over her and my eyes possessively registered every small detail of.