Should mention I’d had a thing for him for about a year now. School girl crush, I guess you could call it. Outside the sound of cars, the boom of th... bass almost shaking the window, the sound of the street just background noise I’ve learned to tune out. Like having the TV on in the background, you know? Loud voices, just the usual trash talk, nothing that made my ‘spider-sense’ tingle. Funny, but you just don’t think about how violence could erupt at any moment. It’s a part of life. That said,. .. The brush-ups...” The realization that someone likes you is, unless you are used to it, a very gradual thing. As we remarked earlier, Lola was not so self-aware, and it was therefore only at this point that she began to believe that the palpable sexual tension in the room was not only constricting her. Snip. Snip. Stop.Stop!It appeared that the trim had reached a point of climax, though Lola had not. Max, the young barber, reached for the small hand mirror, which in reflection from the. They returned into the building where he demanded his sexual rights… over the coffee table in the front hall, again on the stairs and finally in her bed, where he left her, saying, “Tea at 5pm!” She dragged herself to the kitchen and half asleep began on a meal! By the 6pm news she was only just awake which he thought a hoot, finally sending her to her bed at 7… she slept till Sunday at 10, by then her bladder bursting, she had been forced to rise, the fact she had missed a night`s sleep did. As I fucked Tara in my mind I began mumbling all the things I have always wanted to say during sex. "You like being a cum slut don't you...oh yeah, take it in the ass baby....beg for it....swallow bitch, beg for more cum." Just as I began to feel that familiar feeling the unthinkable happened."Well, well, well. What a dirty side you have." a familiar voice chimmed. I turned around to find my girlfriend Claire standing in the doorway with a hand on her hip and a look in her eye I had never seen..