If you haven’t read the previous chapters, I recommend that you check them out first, it will give you a lot of background on the relationship that ...hey share. There is more to come and any and all comments are welcomed and encouraged. Please do not hesitate to contact me with question, comments, advice, etc. I would like to continue improving my writing style and all comments and criticisms are welcomed. * When he finished his shower, he walked out to find me sprawled out on the couch deep in. I put on a smile, the same smile I wore every other time he’d fed me his cum. That time I could taste it was different, I could taste a bit of salty. It took a little work, but I swallowed it down and he went off with a big old smile.You tricky bastard, I thought.I didn’t stick around to do any actual work. Frankly, I needed to change my underwear after working myself up. After getting home, I saw mom at the kitchen table stressing out over bills. She looked fragile.“Mom? Are you okay?”She. She was giggling all through our first period literature class. You know she’s a sweet girl but not the brightest spoon in the drawer.” I looked over at Rachel with an eyebrow raised. I was pretty sure that wasn’t the saying. “She’s taking the same Junior Lit class I am.”“I thought you were a sophomore,” I said.“I thought you were a freshman. Do you think you’re the only person in the school who gets advanced placement?”“How do you get advanced placement in an English class? I want to take them. Sticking my head in his room, I asked why he wasn’t at the kegger, and he told me he had hurt his back playing basketball that afternoon. He had done a couple of joints in hopes of relieving the pain, but no luck. He reminded me that I knew how to handle muscle pulls (I had been a trainer/student manager for my high school’s football and baseball teams and had some first aid and injury treatment training, including massage). He asked if I would massage his back to relieve the muscle strain..