He seemed more than happy with my performance, so we kept it up, but one thing lead to another and…well let me start from the VERY beginning. He was...a junior in college, so hes about two years older than me. He was linebacker on the football team and Mr. Popular, everybody knew him and seemed to love him. Then theres me…the geek. I didnt get shoved into lockers or wear army pants and flip flops, but i was definitely low on the social scale. And by this point you already know oh she was in love. “I dunno,” Billy said and shifted position on his bed, and I swear I saw a big lump in his sheet, right where I figured his dick ought to be. “A couple years ago, I guess. Right after I figured-out what it was I heard you doing every night.” “And you . . . I mean . . . ” I wasn’t sure what to say. I wasn’t sure how that made me feel. The little shit had been listening to me beat-off for years, and I never knew he knew. And I guess I sort of felt that he was blaming me for himself starting to. "Princess... what... I heard..." What did you hear, Marcus?" Hope settled long enough to ask."Um... You... the two of you... um..." Hope's giggles threatened to get away from her again, and Shawna blushed furiously."It's not what you think, Marcus." Hope assured him, and Shawna stared at him frankly."And shame on your dirty mind for thinking it." Then tell me what is going on?" It's..." Shawna paused, fiddling at the table behind the couch for a moment. "You promise you won't laugh." Would I?". So I usually walk outside and take the mail from him. Normal greetings and pleasantries.I have also been really spending a lot of time riding my dildos while alone during the day. Started playing in the Squirt.org cam rooms and recording some of my playtime. Have been getting bigger and bigger toys as the months progressed.So, yesterday I walk out to get the mail when I see his truck pull up; oddly, today he starts across the street. He usually does us first and finishes across the street. I.