Fuck this boy was buff! A tiny trickle of sweat was winding its way down his neck disappearing into the open collar of his tight shirt. Ahh err no sor...y I don’t smoke came my stammering reply. I just hadn’t expected this cute young guy to talk to me. ‘So you going for a walk then’? my mind whirled as I blurted out the first thing that came into my mind ‘yes I’m going down to the woods’ , ‘cool I’ll tag along if you like’.It was blisteringly hot that day and as we ambled across the field, buff. I am now going to suck the poison out okay, hold still please!! “She pleaded.Prem brought his motions to stillness, but continued to moan…She brought her beautiful lips down on his dickhead, and sucked with all her might.Prem now moaned louder in pleasure.“Ohh, seems like this is the spot, he is moaning even louder in pain now “she thought.She continued to suck his dickhead, her tongue also doing its bit, and her head going back and forth to generate suction. Her saliva dripping…Prem’s moans. You’ve really done it this time,’ Marilyn said, goading him. ‘The bad part, Marilyn, you’ve got to believe me. I didn’t do it.’ He said. This was the first time his eyes met her, his doe brown, boyish grin trying to shine through, clashing horribly with the orange prison uniform. ‘They found gasoline on your clothing,’ Marilyn said. ‘Yeah, yeah, I know, but, I…’ ‘They found a gas can near where you were found, in the field.’ He got quiet. ‘Tell me something, Henry, when did you become such a. " Yeah, I know that technically..." Well what were you expecting?"Joey paused. "A girlfriend."They scoffed at him. "Well, you got that too," said Lynne. "What's the matter?" I told you. I don't like guys." What do you mean? You don't like me?" No, it's not that. I like, I just don't like..." He shook his hands and head in frustration. "I like you as a friend," he said, gesturing first to Jeff, then to Lynne, "and I want you as a girlfriend, okay?" They stared at him in mortification. "I mean, I.