”Shweta brought her chair over and sat next to me, and started solving the sum for me. This time I actually paid attention, so I understood what was...going on.“Are you getting this?”asked Shweta.“Kind of.”“You’re not really paying any attention, are you?”“No, not really. I was um, distracted.”“Distracted by what?”“Your boobs.”This was an awkward silence. Most women try to cover up their cleavage, but not Shweta. Shweta stood up for a moment, and I thought she was going to leave.“Move your hands.. “Fuck them man,” he shouted while he slowly jerked his rod… stiff hard rod. I walked over to him and gave him a drink, he gulped it down very quickly “sorry man” he said “but its really itching me so I gotta do this” “iz kool bruh” I replied, “so… you’d…uuuuh…fuck anything huh??” “Shit I’d Fuck you right now” he said boldly but his eyes closed, one hand covering them and the other still slowly jerking………Show me you can” I said … he removed his hand over his face and saw me on the floor on my. “Alright. I’ll bite again. What’re you doing?” she asked as she ate, her pancakes were perfect, soft and fluffy. Sat beside her he looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” “You didn’t have to do any of this. You aren’t here of your own free will, what's with all the extras huh? Trying to make me go light on you?” He paused a little, not meeting her gaze, choosing instead to take a sip of his own coffee, black, she noted. “I just want to keep you happy so you don’t post that. He loved you so much and I loved him a lot, too. And I will not disrespect his memory.”The moonlight made his tears shine as he walked away, quickly. Once he got home, Jesse dived onto his bed: he was upset and felt guilty, his head was hurting a lot. He felt like his feelings were fighting his instincts.It was not going to be an easy night…——————————————– DECEMBER As time flew by, things didn’t get much easier for Jesse and Christie. But as the November page blew off the calendar and the first.