And then her low calf socks with a pair of running shoes. I sit back into my recliner and wait to see what she picks. As she’s looking, I ask her if...her dad knows where she at? “I told my mom I was gonna come over to see if I could watch a movie here.” she answers. “Okay, than lets get the movie going.”“Can we watch this one” she says, and shows me the Blu-ray of Batman Vs Superman. “Sure, its sort of long though.”“That’s cool, It’s better than football.” Sara answers.“Yes, yes it is..” I. Me: "But... please..."John: "Please, what?"Me: "Please, don't do this to me..."John: "Then you have to be honest with me"Me: "Please..."John: "No 'pleaaaase'!"Me: "Ok, ok... I love to suck your big beautiful dick, is it that what you wanted to hear?"John: "So it is better for you to suck a big cock rather than to own it"Me: "Y...es"John: "And what more do you want?"Me: "... I want to make you cum!"John: "Oh, really? It sounds a little, you know, faggy, but not enough"Me: "Please, John, I beg. She heard two girls giggling and stifled a moan of pleasure as one said that she wouldn't mind tasting Claire's hot little pussy."Come on you fucking slut," laughed her friend, "You can taste mine instead." and Claire almost came as she felt her pussy clenching and unclenching while watching the two sexy little lovers walking away arm in arm.Finally, she got up and looked around before walking casually through the supine sunbathers to where she'd seen a youth sunbathing by himself.She. . . . . . . All that was believed by many was only known to the few. The views of the individual rejected, as the preying eyes of the mob embraced. Using his gift of understanding for what he now knew it was, he pondered long and hard. Cycling at lightning speed all the factors of all the equations that made our universe tick, adding, subtracting, and dividing things large and small. Finally the answer came out to zero, there was only there what he put there, and not there what he himself had.