"You're doing so good, Crissy. I knew by listening to your chat that youwanted to suck on cock, but I never knew that you would be so good atit. I jus... never knew what a queer bitch you would turn out to be. Iwant you to make him cum for us. We all want to see you eat his cum.However, not before you show his cum in your mouth. Don't swallow ittill I tell you."I had only that once tasted cum from a cock. I remembered that at thattime, it came as such a surprise I did not like it. I did have. Jo responded that it was upstairs. Grabbing my tool box, I followed her up the stairs, my eyes stuck on her shapely butt and toned thighs. Well, the fan turned out to be her bedroom fan. She said that it had an annoying vibration and buzz. Climbing on her bed, I laid my hand on the fan hub and asked Jo to turn it on. Imagine this - I neither felt nor heard any abnormality. When I said this Jo responded, 'Let me help you'. There I was, arm extended, touching the fan and this beauty climbs on the. "Um, how come you didn't come to my birthday party last Friday? And don't give me that crap about being sick. You never get sick." So who says I was sick?" Well, that's what your mom told my mom." Then my mom was lying." So why didn't you come?'"Get real, Tracy! I know you wouldn't have asked me if your mom hadn't pressured you into it." That's not true, Charlie." But he could tell by the way she wouldn't look at him she'd been caught in a fib. "Well, I would have asked you anyhow." Not likely!. A couple guys had jumped me after schooland beat the crap out of me, not that it took a lot of effort. Thatincident had been what inspired me to get better at running away andavoiding that kind of thing.Dad had been pretty mad, mostly by the fact that I was a punching bagwho couldn't even defend myself. To show his disappointment in me, andalso attempting to teach me a lesson, he'd actually signed me up for awomen's self-defense course. Apparently he thought that my pride wouldbe offended.