‘Must be Lonnie’s got a new girlfriend or something,’ Lois Oakes commented while she and Ann sat in the lunchroom eating. ‘He’s always pleas...nt, but today he’s acting like he’s on cloud nine.’ Lois chuckled. ‘Must be the kid finally got his ashes hauled, huh? Lord knows he’s needed to for a long time.’ ‘Oh?’ Ann said, interested. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Didn’t you know?’ Lois whispered, ‘He tried taking out Vonna Jones a couple of months ago, but she wouldn’t go with him.’ ‘Vonna has no idea what. This means Joe gets drained 12 times a year where before it would have been 26.He suggested I take a bowl of ice, that I mentioned a minute ago, up with us so I would have it when it was needed. Then he told me he was changing the way I teased Joe from now on.This took some real effort on my part. Instead of just getting Joe to the point of orgasm, now I am to get him there, and then let him recoup for a minute or two before doing it again. Al has me doing this 6 times each night. That’s a lot. . I don’t know what I’m saying, I just don’t wanna be the jackass in all this.”“You’re not, it was my decision, if anyone’s the jackass it’s gonna be me.”“I don’t want you to be the jackass either, I don’t want anyone to be the jackass!”“Well we don’t have that many options then, either we come to some kind of agreement on what he gets to do or we’ll have to forget about the whole thing.”“I agree. Which would you rather do? I’ll go with whatever you pick.”“No don’t make me be the one to pick,. Your long-nailed fingers slid underneath my blouse – goosebumps erupting on my skin as you scratched gently, slowly, on my soft skin.Then your hands moved down to my waist and clamped on it, pulling me on your hard bulge – back and forth – as my slippery pussy rubbed against it through your pants. My juice, soaking my panties as I moved faster.The streets roared with noise: car horns, music and the occasional loud sirens blared from below – but all I could hear was your loud breathing as your.