My back arches as my thighs clench around your head; spasms wrack my body. My hair thrashes against my bare back, and you reach up to pull my tresses ...rching my back further, forcing me harder through my orgasm. I moan deeply. As the last violent wave passes through me, I shake my head to clear it. My vision sharpens again, and I look down at your face between my legs. Your perfect mouth and chin are covered, glistening."Now," I say to you fondly, "you asked for something, didn't you?"I scoot. I'll introduce you to some of the team, and show you wearen't all jerks like Marcus."So that was the start of things.Before I knew it, I was spending a lot of time with Thomas. He'd come andwatch something the Drama club put on, or he'd talk me into coming to agame and joining the team afterward.The opinion of most of his teammates was "If the Tank says Jay's okay,then Jay's okay." So even Marcus got the hint and laid off me.Anybody in my shoes would have liked Thomas. He was strong, smart,. "Your fiancée then," he continued. I didn't bother to correct him. "The first thing to tell you is that she's stabilized. The surgery seemed to go well, and she's in recovery now." When will I be able to see her?" I asked."It's going to be a while, we have to find an ICU bed for her and get her situated. In addition, she won't be at all responsive, she'll be in an induced coma for at least the next few days." A coma?" I demanded, flustered."Induced coma, Mr. Costain," he said reassuringly.. Heather was back soon after, Sandy was just thinking about getting a coffee as Heather blurted out. “That bastard made me walk all the way from Commercial Road, Oh you got company!”“Yes darling, fancy a threesome?” Sandy laughed, “Actually I think our little stud is finished for the day sex wise.”“Yes but tomorrow’s a different day!” I laughed, “Where’s Holly? I want to lock up.”“Arguing with that loser she calls a pimp last time I saw her,” Heather sighed.“Right,” I agreed.“You know she’s.