It’s actually quite fascinating.”“Y-you like World War Two?” asked Brent awkwardly.“Yeah,” I replied. I looked at Brent and I was certain ...hat I saw a hint of a smile play across his lips. “What else are you into?”He thought on this a moment as we rounded a corner. “I like music.”“What sort of music?”“I like rock music, and I like blues, but my parents are so cliche they won’t let me play it in the house because it’s the devil’s music.”“I like rock and blues music too. When my older brother. And got jobs as a dish washer at Denny's 24 hour restaurant on 39th, street main, because that's the only kind of work I could get. But I did eat well at those jobs and the economy was real good in the year 1979 and I thank god there were so many restaurants for me to work at. Now and I turned 20 years old and I'm on my own and no looking back ever again. everybody shut doors in my face so I lived in the YMCA hotel for 25 dollars a week in down town Kansas City, mo. and I was young and free. When I finally returned to my desk Sherri had her head buried in paper work and didn’t look up so, for the moment I left it at that although my mind was still in a turmoil. By lunchtime I could take it no longer and quietly suggested to Sherri that we have lunch together. With downcast eyes and a tremor in her voice she agreed. We went to the local park and found an out of the way bench. I sat down, and she chose a spot as far away as she could get. For me, this was just being silly, so I slid. She came twice before I came and when I came she collapsed on top of me and scooped the cum from her pussy and licked it off her finger. I pushed her off me and cleaned my cock and then went back to bed. Jessica was sleeping soundly, she was on her stomach and her face was to one side. I gently moved the hair from her face and looked at her cute face, she looked so beautiful sleeping. I put my arm around her and put my head on her back and softly kissed it. She didn’t react or move; I hugged.