........... leaning forward and pulling her to her knees by her hair, “YOU ARE STILL DRESSED!!”I let go of her hair and sit back. She stands and l...wers her eyes, then removed her clothes. After, she returned the notepad back to the kitchen table, then turned to come back to me. As she steps into the room, she drops to her knees and crawls to the side of my chair, head down.Taking her hair in my hand and pulling up her head, “Is something on your mind?”She requests in a whisper, eyes down. “Sir,. "Really?!" I ask incredulous."Yes, honey, I want to see two men having sex, actually I want to see two men sucking each other...mmmmmmm...to watch as they pleasure each other with their mouths! I desperately want to see a man suck a cock and swallow another man's load!" she finally says.My cock twitches in her soft hand. I see her grin wickedly. "You want to see two homos go at it?" I answer, trying to act surprised. Kim is back at sucking my nipples and is now stroking my very erect cock."You. Whatever. I get off just writing them. Hopefully you enjoy them too.Beth and I had become a regular thing since that fateful night that she dragged me from the pub and fucked me on her mother's living-room floor (twice). The holidays were over and we were both back at our respective universities. I lived with a couple of other grad students in a roach-infested shit-hole in Little Italy. Beth lived right down town with two others in an all-girls residence reserved for first-years.As if she. I sat on the bank of the pond and cried. We didn't find his body until spring."Shelly crawled into my lap, and together we mourned that heroic animal.After a while, Shelly stirred, looking at me with eyes full of love. She said, "I understand now why you don't like February. What I don't understand is why you say February has forty-four days and not forty-five."I smiled down at this young lady who was becoming more and more like her grandmother every day. I finally replied, "Valentine's.