He was there… but he wasn’t alone. He had a girlfriend. She was nice. I was heartbroken. But that didn’t stop him from coming over and sayin... hi to me. He still treated me the same as the last time we hung out, which opened the doorway for us to become better friends. I figured the miniscule flirtation was all in my head, since he treated me the same way, even though his girlfriend was there. That was what made me remember Leah’s birthday party. Because at the time, somehow when I wasn’t. 'He loves me. He really does, and the fact that he's with Denise, rutting with her, fucking her doesn't change that, does it?'Anne actually felt annoyed with herself. Her thoughts were normally controlled, disciplined. Now they were running away from her.'I don't really think like that, ' she told herself. 'Stan and Denise can make love and Stan can still love me. Will still love me. Does still love me.''Doesn't he?''This anxiety is quite normal, ' she told herself. "Normal. Hah!" she said. ."Tanya?" I turned. It was Greg. "Hi." Hi." You and Sarah work together I hear." Yeah. We read, or talk, or just comfort the patients. I like itactually." Yeah. That's good work. Me? I mow lawns." That's hard work! It must get hot doing that." A little, but that's cool, I can handle it." I smiled,.... "Let'ssit over there. It's in the shade?" Sure, why not?"Greg was being very attentive, and while it was different havinganyone, let alone a boy be that way towards me, I found that I likedthat. He lifted me up slightly then put his cock in me. I slid down slowly onto his cock. I told him that it hurt but he assured me that it would feel better soon. He slowly began lifting me off his cock and pulling me back down. While he was doing this he started sucking on my nipples. The feeling of his tongue swirling around my erect nipples made the pain go away. And I started lifting myself up and down his cock.He starting thrusting his hips upward to meet with me. I couldn't help but moan at.