“Well, youwanted me here tonight pretty badly. So what’s the realstory?”“Ummm, just what I said. I want to see what it would b...like… Andrea doesn’t know what kinds of things I like,does she? But I’ll bet you do. I’ll bet you like themtoo.” She stroked herself, teasingly. “I’ll bet. Thinkyou can handle me?”“Yes,” I said, not quite sure yet.We kissed. She moved her hand over my crotch, feeling myraging erection.. He handed me his phone. It was open to texts he had with Isabella. The first message I read did prove that Jason was telling the truth.Isabella: I think he's a great guy and I really like him, but I just don't think I'd be fulfilled. I've been wanting to have a bi bf for so long and I don't want to force him to do anything just to date me. What if it offends him?Jason: He's never said anything homophobic that I know of. I've seen him almost fight a guy for being an asshole to this gay guy in. He had trimmed hair on his chest and abdominal. I had seen his body also buut it was looking so attractive tonight. It’s dark color and above all the perfect shape. I could not save myself from being caught by him that I was continuously gazing at him. Kya baak kya dekh rahi ho? Main jhep gayi aur hansne lagi aur kaha.Aap bhi dekh rahe the na idhar maine apni thighs ki taraf ishara karke kaha aur maine gour kiya ki kitni gouri hain meri tange kitni mulayam aur najuk, na patli na moti aur mujhe. She felt like a little girl lost.The tears gushed freely until her lovely eyes stung and she felt her nose was a red balloon. She was only dimly aware that Randy was whispering consoling words in her ear; that he was stroking her dark hair and rubbing her shoulder comfortingly. His voice was hypnotic, his touch, reassuring."... and just forget it, Davie. Forget that they were naked on that bed... forget that they were all turned on and saying things... all those dirty words. Don't think about.