Chad crouched on the goal line and side-stepped a little. His friend Dave stood behind the football and took careful aim.“Ready?” said Dave.“Yep... shoot.”Dave ran towards the ball and hit it hard. It sailed up in the air and brushed Chad’s fingertips and flew over the wall separating the two houses.“Fuck!” said Chad.“Sorry, dude.”“I’ll get it. I’m thirsty; get us some sodas from the fridge while I get the ball from Mrs. Storm."He made his way through the garden out onto the sidewalk where he. "Do it!" he commanded. Jill didn't move. Bertie told Billy,"Bitches are stupid, Billy. Sometimes they need teaching what to do. But remember this; never tell them twice!" He slapped the woman hard across the face, then again with the backhand. Jill's head snapped back against the bulkhead banging the back of her head painfully."She'll have got the message now!" said Bernie. He was right; Jill leaned forward immediately and took Billy's penis into her mouth. It didn't taste too bad, just a. 30 pm, would come up to have a chat whilst he looked at my tits. It was a particularly hot day and after a few minutes I said to him “I am really thirsty, shall we go indoors for a cold drink?”, he agreed, so I stood up, threw the towel over my shoulder, no point in covering my tits now, and I was enjoying the attention, and we walked back to my house and went into the kitchen. I poured a couple of cold drinks and we stood there drinking as we faced each other. ‘You look fantastic” he said,. Or was it that I saw so much of Susan in her? The smile, the laugh, the look in her eyes, I just was not sure. I’m not sure what time I actually fell asleep, I know it took a long time. Sometime during the early morning hours, I felt a cool, almost cold hand brush my cheek. I heard a soft whisper in my ear, a voice so familiar, yet strange.“Baby, I love you, please don’t waste any more years, go to her now.”I opened my eyes startled, sitting straight up in bed. I looked around the dimly lit.