He unbuttoned my skin tightjeans and eased the zipper down. Taking hold of the waistband of my jeans he began to tugged them downover my hips and butt... sliding them down my thighs, past my knees and to the floor. I stepped out of themand took three steps backward. I raised both my arms over my head and struck a sexy pose for the guyswearing just a my bra and a pair of skimpy blue bikini panties. The panties clung tightly to my sexy little fanny and the lacyadornment on the front of the panty. "Michael, what is it?" she asked apparently seeing a serious look in my eyes."There is something I haven't told you. My Dad suggested I not tell you, but I find it necessary," I said clearing my throat."Michael, you're worrying me ... just tell me?" I ... don't need to work," I started out by saying."I think you told me this before," she said."What I mean to say is, I have no financial reason to work. My grandfather helped design the spray-can. I earn $230 thousand dollars a year because of it.. I asked for a lot of details (remember Zack has the huge dick that I always thought about) so he told us how she gave him the best blowjob he ever had and he came in her mouth and on her face. And that they never even kissed or anything, they were just going to sleep next to each other on the floor and he was horny so he just kind of guided her hand on to his cock and then ended up taking her head and pushing it down to his dick. I found myself fantasizing all the time about Jess giving Zack a. Happiness, joy, and relief should be coursing through each of us. Instead, we only felt pain, misery, and loss.Over the next few days we waited for the fire to go out. When it finally did, there was truly little left of either of them. I collected a bag full of ash and placed it in our goods along with Celka’s. It was a somber occasion as the Dran held a memorial service for our lost love. Various people who interacted with Davik stood up to say something, though they were not his friends or.