But fuck. Balls? What the fuck am I supposed to do withballs? They’re all big and floppy and I know enough to know that these things are pretty sens...tive,right? I’m sure I’m supposed to be gentle or something, but, I mean, am I supposed to suck on these? Feeling like the clock is ticking and that if I don’t do something of consequence soon, this guy willknow I have no idea what the hell I’m doing, I stick out my tongue and lightly lick his balls. “Oh yeah,baby, just like that,” he says. Okay,. Asshole ran into me from behind and then when he pushed off me like I ran into him, I ended up on the street. Somehow, I managed to get on the sideway safely. That ass came back from the other way and ran into me again. No clue where he was just walking up and down the block, but I focused my hearing on his angry taps of his fingers on his phone, his voice, sound of his walk, and anything else I could do to be out of his way. I heard that dumbass coming right toward me again, but this time I. .. well, then, I just woke up on top of you ... and with ... that thing ... you know ... in you ... I've never done anything like that before..."I looked over at Miss, and she just encouraged me to go on. She absolutely loved the affect that the night had generated."I know it is strange, Rebecca, but I think I can try to explain it all," I said, not believing a word of what I said.Miss was using her fingers in a beckoning motion and the words came out of my mouth before I thought about them,. "It's Christmas. Think about the meaning of that word. Christ's Mass. This is where our whole religion started, Jon. If you can't come to church on Christmas, what's the point?" It's not faith I have a problem with, it's religion," Jon said. "Churches have said some pretty stupid things over the years." It's hard to mess up Christmas," Caitlyn said. "Come on, Jon. I think it would be good for you."What occurred to him, absurdly, was the blowjob.It didn't have anything to do with Christmas,.