Jenny drove me home while Kate consoled me.“Do you want us to stay with you for a bit?” Kate asked as Jenny parked my car in my drive. Sally pulle... up in her car and parked in the street.“Uh, no, thanks, but I think I want to be alone for a bit, if you don’t mind.”“Ok love, take care then.” Kate said as she helped me out of the car and over to my front door.Closing the door I made my way up to my bed and cried for what seemed like days.Chapter 3“Yours was the star that I followed,” the words. We were even more suprised that he settled down.’ ‘No shit?’ Ricky asked. He was interested in what the coach was telling him. ‘You mean my dad screwed around a lot when he was my age?’ ‘I probably shouldn’t be telling you stuff like this, ‘Coach said, ‘but there weren’t too many girls in high school or college your old man didn’t score with. Even some that weren’t overly good-looking. Your old man was a guy who liked variety in his poontang, and he liked lots of it, too. Looks weren’t a big. ."Oscar reached out lazily with one hand, there was this kind of a flick and spin, and Vickie was parked against his right hip, with his left hand over her mouth. She started waving her arms and got red in the face, but very little sound came out. "Quiet, you! We're still discussin' what y'are! I see what'cha mean about her manners," Oscar observed, turning his attention to me.Next she tried to bite him, and he just calmly trapped her nose between his thumb and forefinger. "You can lick, but. His balls were drawn up so tight that he was sure that when he came, he would take off in orbit. Unable to move his hands, Quinn began to struggle, weakly. Not to escape, that was the last thing on his mind. He wanted to touch someone...no...he wanted to touch Kat. Scott looked at his friend. Th e easy going, friendly face that he was used to was gone. Instead, in it's place, was the look of a mad man. With sweat dripping down his face, a face so very flushed, Quinn needed relief. With a nod to.