They knew each other, they made a baby and he left. It was just as well because they were both too young and they wouldn't have gotten along together,...anyway. He was a gift from God, sent to help make her little girl, and once that job was finished, he went away to live the rest of his life. I never saw her shed a tear for him or the life they could have had.I'm the reason Dad and Mom met. Mom took me to the park one Saturday and we were throwing a ball back and forth. There was a lot of. You have been giving Dale your ass for the last three months. In those three months did you do anything to start to ease me into thinking about trying to get you to let me have anal sex with you? No you didn't. You were going to keep fucking Dale until I made a move to try and have anal sex with you only I was never going to make that move. You said no to anal sex so many times that I came to accept that it never was going to happen and as a result I was never going to mention it again. That. He didn’t taste bad, exactly, and in fact, almost tasted just like a man, he had precum, which Katie had told me to expect, but for the persistent doggy odour about him, and in his thing. In fact, his whole crotch smelt very strange, like a musky combination of semen and dog and urine. It was different, but not overly disgusting, or gross. In fact, he smelt somewhat better than some men I’ve known. No he wasn’t clean, he obviously hadn’t been bathed for weeks and that’s what I tasted. I was. My heart started pounding at the anticipation."Now, aside from being Becky's going away party, we all decided to turn this into Simple's initiation event. A two-for-one deal. We will miss Becky lots and hope she has as cool and fun friends as we are."Everyone yelled and screamed at that and took a swig of their drinks."And, for you, Simple," Misty said looking at me. "The rules are, well, simple, haha. You pick your own initiation event from this football helmet. Whatever is written you HAVE to.