We're having the talk today." she said and his face turned. For a moment it looked very serious. Then an almost evil smile broke his face. He calle... out to his friends that he had to go and obeyed mom, getting into the other backseat of the truck on the other side of the cooler. I expected him to glare at me, or sigh as he got in. He did neither. Instead he smiled at me and we started on the road. I had hoped the 'talk' would be soon but hadn't expected it right away. Were we still. She sucked in her breath and clung tenaciously as the room pitched and whirled about her. Then, no part of her yet touching the floor, Buck loomed above her.With more than half of his long, black cock still inside Faith, Buck paused. He chuckled at a private thought and shook his body from side to side, then laughed aloud as Faith moaned and clung to his torso. She swayed beneath him, like a monkey clinging to a tree limb during a windstorm. Her hands were locked at the upper part of his back,. John now continued the conversation by asking what I thought about it. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, so I simply told him that I wasn't sure. The conversation again paused awkwardly for a second, and John must have seen the topic made me uncomfortable, because he now said, " You've been a good friend, I'm glad I was able to tell you." I hesitated but politely acknowledged him with a cautious nod and smile. It still made me nervous and when he continued by saying, “It’s really nice to. ’ ‘As a musician and a journalist myself, I completely understand your point.’ But I was still waiting for his answer, and he knew that. He sighed again. ‘They say when you start meditating, don’t mention it to anyone for the first five or ten years.’ He paused before continuing. ‘I was a pretty level-headed, self-confident guy before the diagnosis, I like to think. But I think most people would have a challenging time with what happened to me, and, well, I did, too. I didn’t see the point.