There were a couple of other messages, none of which were important. She'd been trying to do some work on her whale project, working through the files...on the mainframe in California, but nothing concrete had come up. While being able to work with the computer at this distance solved a lot of problems, there was nothing like being there.She sighed and exited the connection. Harper may have been pleased with her work, but she really hadn't done much besides look for the snake ever since her. I know they were aware of my interest and it seemed to me they flaunted their backsides in my face more often than before.Unfortunately, my girlfriend, Maggie G. was one of those types that could barely stand having a boy touch their ass, much less actually putting their cock anywhere near it. I made a couple of trips down to the railroad depot that summer to get the fetish out of my mind. Just past the track, there was a line of “torpedo” shacks built for the factory workers. Of course, the. The aching in my balls never really went away, or if it did the memory of it was so present in my mind that it felt like they were still aching. I never wanted to experience that again. Her tongue though, that was a different matter. I needed to feel that again, but even thinking about it brought back the aching and I had to force myself to stop.Eventually the weekend rolled around. I was still going the extra mile to keep Melissa happy and asked her if I could get anything that we could bring. This isn't what I planned or even considered happening when I came back to Brownwood. Things just seemed to go to shit quickly didn't they?You told me that I didn't have any idea how badly I'd hurt you and you were right. I know that now. The Zach I knew could never have done what you did to me. What breaks my heart is that I know I'm the one who helped make you that way.Zach, you hurt me in a way I didn't think was possible anymore. I know I'll be able to someday forgive you but like they say,.