“You might have given it up years ago if you could keep boys from running away from you when you start to talk.”“Touche,” Merie replied. “Th...t was a pretty good one.”“However, now you’ve hurt my feelings,” she added with a mock pout. “You haven’t even taken me out on a date and already you’re mocking my virtuous nature.”Brock was beginning to wonder if there was anything mock about the pout after all.“Sorry, Meredith,” he said sincerely. “I wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings. I was just, you. " I grimaced."Oh you're not gay? You just like to pretend to be a girl, well whatever, I don't give a shit really. But you seem to have forgotten something. DON'T!" with her other hand she suddenly slapped me across face with all her force, "TALK!" another slap, "UNLESS WE ASK YOUR OPINION. NOW, put your arms by your sides, pull your stomach in and STAND UP STRAIGHT."Fighting back tears, I did what she said. I lifted my head to the ceiling and closed my eyes. My cheeks were already red from the. When Bob walks Hector, he stops byalmost every day to visit Mary and have a cup of coffee.They’re good friends. Bob likes to help Mary out � hedoes small fixit jobs for Mary, like changing her ACfilter or fixing a door hinge. Mary often wonders whyBob has never made a pass at her. She’s not sure if sheeven wants him to make a pass. She likes his friendshipand is halfway afraid that romance would end badly, asusual.Bob is very quiet about what he does for a living. Maryknows Bob is. "I'm just k**ding, Jeremy," I laugh as I pull his pants and boxers down together, releasing his throbbing hard-on."So what do you think Megan meant when she said she'd make it up to you?" I ask him as I lick all around his engorged cockhead."Oh fuck!" he moans. "I don't know ... maybe a blowjob?" he says, pushing his cock against my mouth. "What do you think she meant?" Do you really want me talking right now?" I ask, wrapping my lips around his cock before he can answer."No, I guess not," he.