"I ah." I started and tried again. "Look, I'm glad you drug me down here. I mean..." I shrugged. How did you thank someone for bring you back to life?..."I got a new job, met some interesting people." I had to grin at that. "Learned a lot about myself and..." I shrugged again.Cleo hopped off her stool and hugged me."What are friends for? I'm leaving if you're gonna get all mushie on me." And Cleo left. Just like that.I walked to the door and watched her pull away. The house seemed very quiet.I. The torture of my confession was the****utic at the time, but now had lasting consequences. I began to wonder if everything was now destroyed. How would our relationship be now? As I watched the ground crew finish loading our bags, I had decided once I got home to empty out my bedroom and get my belongings back to my apartment at school, this way mother wouldn't have to suffer any longer. "Passenger Rogers, please report to the front of the plane." Announced the flight attendant over the. We kept standing and were kissing. My hands were scrolling on her body and hers on line. I opened her shirt buttons and removed it. She held my dick our my trousers. I undressed her. I made her lie down on the bed and she was looking towards me with desperate eyes as I undressed my self. Now I sat on the corner of the bed and started sucking her nipple. Other hand was on her other boob. Pressing it gently and then hard. She slipped her hand under my waist and got hold of my dick. I came up a. Bang! By return of email she told me she'd be happy to do it! She said that in her experience guys often found it hard to rise to the occasion, and that the porn vids you see on the web usually have professional guys in them; that porn model friends had told her many punters like the idea but when they think about the camera on them.... they go flaccid. So I was not to worry if it happened, we could see how it goes and not make a big thing about it. We set a date.I thought VERY hard about the.