..um. I don't really know how to bring this up or state it." I fumble for the right words to say. She sets her half eaten slice of pizza down and look... at me. "But I uh..." I pause as she looks at me a bit worried."What, you don't want to see me." She says softly. "No that's not it Mya. You have a uh. You know what I'm talking about. I kinda like you and want to see ya but I don't know if I can get past it." I understand. If you don't want to see me I understand." I do want to see you. We just. I start tomorrow.”I am, by nature, curious. I wanted to learn Darlene’s thoughts on Sheila’s proposal.“That sounds like the boss. She’s got an excellent eye for people, and has the knack of putting them where they do the most good or the least amount of damage,” Darlene explained as she flipped a strand of hair out of her eyes.“What time do you start work?”“I’m not sure. She says her day begins at 5:30 in the AM. I’m supposed to do the math and figure out when to report. What time do you. In the others, the relationship was just as evident, but in those my focus was on… other things. I liked the way Mom’s ass looked as she bent over the back of the couch dressed in what I knew to be fishnets that belonged to Karen (we will go with that as a name). She had taken the fishnets from Karen’s drawer and sent pictures to me of her rolling them up her legs. I had asked her to remove her panties. She had ignored me. Then I insisted and she did it. “Only for you.” She had been so. We do not even notice the spent cock leave and a new one take its place. You reach down and stroke it, then whisper into my ear that you want to watch me suck my first cock. I ask if you want me to do this alone, or if you want to feed it to me. You want to feed it to me. As you continue to stroke the cock, I drop to my knees and slowly, deliberately move my mouth to the head. You guide the cock into my mouth. I do as I have watched you do, and lick the head with my tongue before I wrap my lips.