We had been getting on really well a good bit of flirting from both sides half the time she would be walking around with just a little pair of shorts ...n with just a vest top her nipples were always hard she just knew she was cock teasing me . Sometimes if I went for a shower I would proposely leave the bathroom door unlocked so that she would walk in on me .as soon as I heard her coming to the door I would be drying my hair so that my cock was on veiw as she walked in the door she would have. Anyway my stag night had been planned to coincide with Christine’s hen night two weeks before the wedding. However there was a mix up in the flight bookings and my brothers couldn’t get to the UK in time. So I put my stag night off until the week before the wedding.That left me at a bit of a loose end on the night of Christine’s hen party. A couple of my mates suggest that we go out and down a couple, just for the kick. But as I didn’t want to run into Chris and her crowd around town, and spoil. It’s more of a story about forgiveness and moving on. But I promise the next one will be back to normal and I’m building towards a real burn the bitch and the horse she rode in on story. But in the meantime, here’s this one. SS06The knock on the door, roused me from my thoughts. It was too early for the mailman, so I half wondered who’d be bothering me at this time of day.I checked the TV screen in one corner of the room and the crib in the other. The crib told me that the kid was still asleep.. I saw that when Arthur contracted with Martin Turner to service my mother in his stead. If that isn’t true love, then what is? And now, I was poised to make my own decision. I knew what I felt in my heart but I was worried about what was in his heart. I didn’t want Withers to fuck me out of pity or in reference to being around as I grew up. I wanted him to fuck me because he wanted to be inside me, because he wanted to pump me and look into my eyes when I came. I wanted him to gift me with the.