.." I heard her voice trail off. Then I saw her face contorting, morphing before my eyes. First anger, then confusion, then understanding, and finally...a smile of confidence. "You?" she asked boldly. "Yes, me!" I said in my boldest voice. "Ok. Now it all makes sense. This stops right here young man! Who the hell do you think..." "SHUT UP!" I yelled. Her eyes widened at my volume. "You are NOT in control here!" I exclaimed forcefully. "Nothing has changed. I am still the person that has the. He kept what he hoped looked like a friendly smile on his face. Why was it that women were so nervous around him? Surely it wasn’t the sex thing. This woman had had her pick of boys. She’d probably had more sex by the time they’d graduated than he’d had since then.He decided to break the silence. “I brought my tools, just in case.” He lifted the strap of the tool bag off his shoulder, and gripped the handles. His cheeks were beginning to feel the strain of holding the smile.“Oh! Of course!” she. So she made a down payment on the loft in May, graduated in June from high school, and was packed and headed out by the middle of the month. Her mother nor stepfather really tried to stop her -- further evidence to her that Heather was truly on her own. In fact her stepfather said, "Don't think you can come crawling back here when this all goes to shit, little lady. You're making this bed, and you can damn well sleep in it." As scary as it was, Heather was ready to be on her own, and she. By the end of the week, I was so worked up, I thought I was going to cum just by holding my cock while I took a pee. Anyway, as it was time for me to leave, I kissed my girlfriend goodbye and drove to the airport. I checked my flight info on the way and found that the flight was delayed. I was too far from her house to turn back, and I didn't want to just sit in the airport, when I saw just the diversion I needed. An Adult Bookstore. I exited and walked in hoping to find a video booth so I.