“I’m sorry, Victoria.” My voice was raised over the din we were enveloped in, rather than the softer, lighter tone I would usually have hoped fo.... “Sitting here staring at this God damn fire just takes it out of me. I wish I could just see something out there!” “There’s nothing out there, Tom! They’re gone. They’re not coming back. I know that, now.” Her voice held such a pitiful, despairing tone that my chest constricted. I had prayed for days that she wouldn’t give it up, but the sound of. He greeted me with a kiss and a hug and I entered the room. The d****s were drawn and the lights were on. Music played in the background. He offered me a drink, a glass of grey goose on ice, my favorite.....and on the desk were laid out several lines of fairy dust, which he told me to help myself to. This was going to be a fun afternoon, I could tell. I could feel Derek as he came up behind me and put his arms around me. I felt him pull me back to him, his cock against my ass. He began kissing. ”The girl’s breath escapes her. She wouldn’t mind at all if he did kiss her. And that is odd even for her. She can usually only compare men to her father and they all fall short. But that comparison isn’t nagging at her now. She tug’s his hand. “Come on. Let’s go sit on the swings.”Far smiles indulgently. “Okay ... Rory.”Even though she basically told him to kiss her, he doesn’t rush her. Rory leads him through the park and to the swings. The fact that he isn’t pushing just makes her want to. He sheepishly replied, “I’m sorry, honey, but I guess that I'm reverting back to some things I did in high school. I was only sixteen years old and in my junior year, when I was camping was some of my best friends. We were drinking, one thing led to another, and before I knew what was happening my friends had convinced me to suck their cocks. I loved the taste and texture of their cum. I continued sucking them when we were alone, until the end of high school, and that’s when I changed my focus.