" Ja, und der Punkt ist?" fragte Jill.Jay gestikulierte und sagte, "Ich bin ein Mann, oder mindestens heutemorgen noch dachte ich, ein Mann zu sein."J...ll betrachtete Amy sorgf?ltig. "Sag mal, was ist in dich gefahren?Stimmt etwas nicht mit Dir?"Jay antwortete, "Nein. Irgendetwas ist mit mir geschehen. Vor ein paarStunden glaubte ich noch ein Mann zu sein. Entweder tr?umte ich oderich hatte, bevor du gekommen bist, Sex! Und ich m?chte sagen, er warau?erordentlich gut. Aber es war alles. She just looked at it, I just looked at her. She was biting her lip, she started to pull my foreskin back, my cock was the hardest its been in ages. I couldn't fucking believe what was happening. She looked me in the eye and asked me if it felt nice. I nodded. She started to gently pull the skin back and forth making my foreskin cover the end of my bulging penis then back again. I decided fairly quickly that I had to respond and so I moved my hand to the bow in her dressing gown and undid. ’ Lara snorted out a laugh. ‘I am on your side, idiot. That’s why I’m talking to you.’ ‘You’re talking? You keep telling me to talk.’ ‘You are a master of avoidance, did you know that?’ ‘I talked. What more do you want?’ Lara locked eyes with her. ‘I want you to figure out what’s going on with Brody. I’ll help, but I can only help. And yes, I do think you overreacted.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Look, Ryan, there is a difference between what we’re doing and what he’s doing. For one thing, you know his schedule. The landlady was fixing him a grand meal in the small kitchen under the disapproving eye of her husband unhappy at her fussing over a whisper of a lad who drank too much and kept odd hours with no sign of gainful employment. All he cared was that the young man paid his rent on time and in that regard he was fairly well satisfied. He tried to sneak a slice of bacon off the pan and his joyfully humming spouse hit his hand with the wooden spatula like he was a small child engaged in petty theft..