In fact, how much of that was from Daphne’s side and how much from Abigail’s? I certainly remembered Abby’s tastes ran toward women.Of course, e...erything that can go wrong will go wrong. It hit me during rehearsals for A Midsummer Night’s Dream. I try to blame it on Daphne for bringing the bug home with her from school, but it was probably just because I’d failed to get a flu shot. Regardless, Ronnie, my assistant director, had to take over a week of rehearsals—almost unheard of for a college. I moved my hands away from her tits and worked them down her stomach, until I had placed them over hers inside the thong. Renee leaned her head back against me. She then lifted her hands away from her pussy, leaving my fingers to rest against her very moist pussy lips. She lifted her hands up and pulled my head down until our mouths met in a passionate kiss. As our tongues danced together, I could smell the delightful scent of her pussy on her fingers as they lay against my cheek. As the. She hates me now, and she needs to hate me a bit in order to gain perspective on the situation. Eventually she’ll understand – at least I hope she will. Someday she’ll forgive me, and we’ll settle in as friends and ‘family’. The truth is: she DOES deserve better than me.Because you’re a worthless asshole not worth loving.Thank you for that.And if you push them ALL away, you’ll be stuck with no one to keep you company for the rest of your life except ME. How does THAT sound?Like Hell on Earth.. The feeling of holding his cock head was euphoric. I could not get over how soft he felt. Nothing else happened that visit, but suddenly I wanted more contact with his cock. I started booking haircuts late in the day so we could be alone. One time I started stroking his cock while he was cutting my hair. I was so clueless that I made him cum in his pants without realizing what wad happening. There were other people present in his salon and he remarked that he was embarrassed that they saw what.