I think you have something in here that needs my attention.” I reached over and undid Todd’s jeans and opened his fly. “Push your pants down, Ho...ey.” Todd lifted his butt and pushed his jeans and underwear down to his knees. His cock was standing up and twitching with each beat of his heart. I slid off the couch, knelt on the floor before, and helped him remove his sneakers. Then I pulled his pants and underwear off. I pushed his knees apart and moved between them. I held his cock in my hand as. We talked and drank for a few hours as she told me about her boyfriend and how big of an asshole he was being lately. This is the obvious sign to pick up on that a girl is open to play ball so NEVER miss out on this one guys!! I started asking her open ended questions that would allow her to talk about him being shitty and thus allow her to open herself up more and more to having some fun. She talked about how she walked in on him fucking her best friend at home a day after catching him getting. When I did it, it was a voyage of discovery, I hated the taste of the whiskey, the cigarette smoke made me cough, but being caught on my knees with a small cock and balls in my mouth, was what frightened me most, that was his source of anger, as I was pulled across his lap for my first spanking.We were alone in my bedroom, door locked as I stood shivering in the stark reality, aware of my nakedness, as my body went horizontal across daddy's lap, his huge hand resting on my bony bum, I felt it. But that's okay, because I'll end with it."I'm sure that she made some more points. I had stopped listening. That last statement had floored me. I and my friends joke about dying all the time, I've wished I would die instead of taking an algebra test. We don't mean it. Jeanette did. She thought dying was the okay way to stop loving Bob. Bob? That was ridiculous. But it was true, you could hear it in the casualness of her statement.I was in love with Terry. Did I love him? If I never saw him.