I noticed that Katie was stronger than either Nat or Jude. Much stronger than Jude and ‘somewhat’ stronger than Nattie.What that meant, I wasn’t...sure.“It’s been a long night. How about you gather up the Carhartt stuff and the armor? I can hide those at my house.“Okay,” Katie volunteered to do the gathering.Those were stuffed in empty heavy-duty garbage bags that I brought over. My football pads went in their carry bag. I left my overalls on. They didn’t need to see my stiffy and it was cold. ‘It’s either Bill or Travis.’ ‘Does it matter whose it is?’ he asked. This is what had given her pause in trying to decide what to do with her life now. Based on sheer mathematical chance, it was much more likely the baby was Travis’s, though she had tried to be careful with her birth control, nothing was foolproof, especially with the way she played with Sara and Travis. As a secondary precaution she had taken to seducing Bill almost ever time Travis came inside of her, but this was little. "I mean, where do you find this kindness? The world isn't a place for people like you, you're too nice," said Dia, hitting Aman while crying again."I mean, you rarely blow me but let's forget about that," said Aman, softening the mood."Okay, fine, here I'll suck the damned thing," shouted Dia, tears coming out of her eyes as she grabbed the cock covered in cum and shoved it in her mouth, aggressively sucking it. The onlookers realized things were too emotional, they had to get involved."No no,. . I was thinking about the sunny afternoon when it had been just me and Tom in his backyard with the big hedges all around. We both got naked and he stood over me amd pissed on me. I didn't do anything to him, I just peed into the grass when he did it. That was such a sweet thought. I don't think I'll ever know why I like somethng so weird. When I get to be a famous singer I'll let my biographers figure that one out. ....... Somebody came to the door and I had to quick get dry and dressed. We.