I kept thinking "I just sucked this guy's dick. I can't believe I swallowed his whole load. I just got used like a bitch. He didn't even care if I cam..." when I got home I jacked off until I couldn't take anymore. I finally see him a few days later. He says nicely,"Hey big guy, I think we need to discuss the rent situation really soon. How bout you go get cleaned up real good and come to my place in an hour?" (He lived in the complex too)"Ok" I sayI rush home, anxious for what's to. Now Claudia kissed him hard, propping herself up onto his shoulders. Her feet left the tactile field of pebbles as he held her high. She bore down upon him, pushing her tongue deep into his mouth with relish. After a long moment of this she broke away and dived under the water. She was a good swimmer but only swam a short way towards the beach before she rose at a point where the water was waist deep. If Carlo could have seen her face he would have noticed a wicked smile playing on her lips and. It all was perfect. To see the tow as thy walked out onto that cool moon washed shore, you would think that they did this all the time. They talked as thy went. Their laugher floating off into space. Alexia was surprised when Jen put an arm around her waist. It felt strange but that passed quickly. They fit so well. Jen told her about the poem and Alexia listened. not as a shrink but as a friend, as a lover would. Jen cried. Alexia listened. Jen moved her hand up more. Alexia let her. Jen began. ”“But why so much?” I ask. “Much money, and they buy fine house for us, and we work only very little for all this. If this can be called work.”“What do you mean?”“Linda, I grow crop, this is work,” I explain. “I learn very much, this is work too, different but still hard. But I receive little money for crop and none for learn. To listen to others and watch them and know do they say true or not, this is not work, I do easily.”“Work isn’t defined by how much effort you put into it,” she tells me..