" No' much longer," Harg reassured him, raising his muzzle to sniff the air. "Soon will be ligh', then we star' to move toward home."They could barely...see outlines of objects in the darkness under the trees. There was no breeze, but a fine mist filtered down through the branches, chilling them where they huddled together. After a seeming eternity of darkness, it was Audrey who first realized that she could make out the shape of a low-hanging branch."I can see!"Her low cry of discovery alerted. My bastard’s cock cannot compare with yours in any way. It is at least 2 inches smaller and darker than yours. He has a cut cock unlike yours with its long sweet foreskin.He has hair down there and it is thinner too. The first time he shot a lot of juice but then it was just a few drops. Not like the gusher you shoot each time you cum. He likes licking me and every time he licked me I was thinking of your own sweet tongue licking my love bud. I am dying for some of your own injections. Also now. " Yeah, right," I grumbled. "Anyway, thanks." For what?" For saving me from making an ass of myself in front of Maria and everyone else down at the station." After a minute of counting backwards by threes I managed to get myself back on track. "So what happened during coffee hour?" Nothing." Didn't your spies stay for the coffee and cookies? Fran would never miss a shot at free cookies. They were supposed to check out the classrooms and stuff." They hung out and they looked around, but they. If she took it as a joke then she’d joke back. If she took it seriously and wanted to go further, she’d joke back – maybe thinly veiled. But nothing? Did it upset her? Or is she still thinking about it? And then ‘Sus x’; it’s probably just her standard signoff, but would you blow a kiss to someone who just made an inappropriate sexual advance? (If that’s even what I did…) Anyway, we’re still going out. I think something will happen, one way or another. I’m not sure what I want any more. But.