Tomorrow.I went to my room and closed the door. I was shaking and having stomach cramps. I'd just smoked a rock about three hours ago but was needing ...nother one. I searched my drawer and found the one I hid two days ago. Ronnie left the bag on the counter while he took a shower and I took one. Just one so he wouldn't know I did it.He's been holding out on me, not giving me any until I reached his predetermined quota, which was always too high. I heard him tell Deek once that he likes to keep. You’ve wanted that from the time you asked me to the dance. I care deeply for you, but in the end, I’m not the right guy for you.”“Shouldn’t that be my decision?”“Yes, it should. But you need to be honest with yourself about what you really want and who I am and what I can provide.”“Would you make love to me?” she asked softly.“I think that’s a bad idea. I’m afraid that you’ll cling to the idea that something might develop between us, and I just don’t see that happening. Eventually, you’ll ask. May I please suck your cock?” asked Steffie.“Why, you sure can, sissy,” answered Brian, grinning broadly.Brian walked to the bed and flopped down on it, face up, adjusted pillows under his head, and said, “Suck away, sissy.”Somewhat glad to be off his knees, Steffie climbed up on the bed so that his head was even with Brian’s pelvis. Brian made no move to pull his cock out, so Steffie gently pulled the waistband of Brian’s underwear down and hooked it under Brian’s balls. Steffie kissed Brian’s. Including Derek, a pretty, 170-pound, dark-blonde-haired, blue-eyed, slim young man who believed in his heart that he literally would do almost anything to kneel before Nils and obey the awe inspiring Norwegian babe.The water polo team's home games were filled to capacity with students yearning for a glimpse of Nils, Dag and their various teammates wearing the uniform, scanty, skin-tight, solid-bright-blue Speedo swimsuits. The suits placed in the spotlight the Norwegians' giant, bulging.