She held her head down the entire time and then softly replied, ‘Yes, coffee would be fine.’ I poured us both a cup and returned to the living roo... and sat down next to her on the couch. I handed her the cup and then she lifted her face towards me into the light where I could finally see why she was so upset. ‘Oh my God! Who did this to you?’ Her face was swollen and bruised. Her lips were swollen and the bottom one was bleeding. She had a black eye and her mascara was smeared, it’s runny. What can I say? There were lots of tears. My 21 year old was left with three flashes of dark brown hair to match that on his head – two in his pits, and a token trimmed fuzz above his cock. Many will consider only total epilation acceptable for a boy facing Chris’s fate. I’m afraid I’m not with them. If a boy is prepared to work with me, to cease fighting me, I will leave him with a small reminder of his masculinity. *****?Look at me, Chris.? The youth fixed my stare. His eyes looked deeper now. I didn't even get a thank you smile from his date.I got a seat at the counter next to a couple of linemen. I nodded when I sat down. There was no special on weekends, but that was okay. I wasn't in the place to save money. That being the case I ordered the same breakfast and paid a dollar and a half more since the coffee wasn't included.The guys in the orange vest tried to engage me in conversation, but I really had other things on my mind. I had the confrontation with Jose to endure and plans. “Do it bitch,” was his next command. My lips slowly part letting his head stretch my mouth open. To not drag against my teeth his manhood filled the cavity all the way slowly. This position was different then last time and my tongue was freer to rub along the bottom of his shaft. Trying to swallow and breath at the same time while my tongue naturally pushes along his cock. his eyes glaze over with a satisfying look of lust. Less intense fear allows for my mind to take in the man’s features more.