.. Lenny!I couldn't believe that after all this time, that tall guy in the restroom was my math teacher! And now I was kneeling in front of him with a...pitched tent in my pants, earning extra credit for some bad test grades by sucking his cock. Truth is, ALL I ever really wanted since that fateful day in that mens restroom was to be the skinny white boy that takes black cock! I could'nt really explain it at the time, but that was the truth.At this point I was more nervous than I had ever been. Is it worth looking at, Bob?”“Yes, Barb, it is. You know ghosts are a delusion, so this may be an easy entry into the market for you. Anyway, it can’t hurt to look. Oh, and thanks so much for the age reminder.” He smiled.Betty added, “Well, you two seem so comfortable with each other and look so good together, you may have to remind me again.” She ran a finger under Bob’s chin. Wait! I’m the one supposed to be flirting. A friend told me my camel toe was especially obvious when I didn’t wear. As an engineering major who wasn’t the life of the party, he fit some of those stereotypes. He really didn’t fit them all. When he brought her back to Marilyn, Donna left them. He and Marilyn sat on the stairs sipping their drinks until the next slow dance started.“Well, did you say yes?” she asked when they were dancing. Obviously, she knew what Donna had asked.“I said maybe. Did you want me to say yes?”“Sorta. She’s my sister, but they’re nothing to you. You don’t have to. Would it mess up. Luckily, when I knocked, Rachael answered. "It's about time! Come on, I got something for you!" she told me. I followed her to the kitchen where several guys stood around the table and talked about paint ball guns. Oh. Boy. One guy in particular stood out though; he was quiet and reserved and buff and everything I (shallowly) want in a man. "Liviana, come on. Quit staring!" Rachael whispered to me as she poured me a shot. I didn't realize I was staring! Did he notice? Oh Jesus, I'm awkward. .