"No need to be embarassed," she said as she prepped my ears withantiseptic. "You'd be surprised how many men get into the same situationas you! And y...ur friend (I allowed myself a derisive snort at that!)has picked out some nice, conservative hoops for you." I looked down atthe earrrins, and, true to her word, they were small, maybe half-inchloops. I hadn't expected Matt to be so kind, after a bet on his belovedPats, but, hey, I wasn't about to complain!Two piches later (they weren't bad at. .. Oh, I don’t know. I felt bad for her, because Brian was starting to be a dick to her by then. I tried to be nice to her, maybe trying to offset the shit he gave her, just a little...” I picked at one of the pillars of the gazebo, as dark shame continued to cast a longer shadow over my mind. “Yeah ... I actually hated it when Brian would make fun of her, so I tried. I wasn’t into her, though. It was ... like, pity, I guess ... But she took that to mean I liked her.”I swallowed, as the harder. His cock was growing, if only a small amount. Just a bit was better than none. He watched as Kitten kissed the other girl then lay back as she was touched with fingers stroking her kitty. Her drawn up knees fell apart and whimpers drifted across the small expanse of sandy beach. Her hand went to her mouth and she gently bit the flesh. Lorenzo spit on his palm for lubrication and fondled his slightly erect prick. The mushroom head turned a bluish tinge and it filled with the blood of his lust. She had a large, ripe strawberry in her hand and I watched with intense interest as she brought it to her red lips. After so many years together, I easily recognized the desire in her eyes, and my body responded to the tease instantly. "I was just thinking about you," she cooed, extending her finger to my mouth for me to taste the juice of the berry. "Mmm.. fresh berries for lunch?" I asked as I tasted the sweetness on her finger, letting my teeth linger gently as if it was her nipple in my.