I had onlyrecently started shooting cum myself. Little did I know then that a fewweeks later I would be tasting a grown man's jizz for the first time ...n theother side of the river. The two guys lit up cigarettes and leaned againstthe car smoking while the girls conversed over the seat back. Then theyleft, being careful to make sure their butts were out. The cigarette butts,that is.When they were gone I retrieved the rubber and examined it. The contentswere thick and solid white, unlike my. I put the pages quietly into a desk drawer from where I could retrieve them later. I didn't tell Cathy about the breach of confidence I had committed. The fewer people knew, the better. Cathy might even disapprove of my snooping; she might insist that I destroy the pages and apologize to Helen.The next step would be to find someone who could tell me what was written on those pages I had pulled off the printer. But I couldn't possibly walk around downtown Boston, stop everybody who looked like. We will cut your hair and remove your nails. I will put'Angie' away, welcome you into my arms and our bed and I will be yourloving, devoted wife forever more. But Baby, if you will be honest withyourself, I don't think that's what you really want; not now, after whatwe have already experienced - and what might lay ahead. "I'll admit; there is something about the last five days that confusesme. You told me Saturday night - the night I fucked your sweet, tightlittle pussy - was the most intense. I imagined her drunk being dragged to some sleazy hotel to be fucked by a bunch a guys taking turns. I would pay so that situation could happen in real life. On the same time I ashamed myself for fantasying that.She returned earlier than expected. I was in kitchen eating. Apparently nothing happen, but she was a bit drunk. She asked me to take a real conversation with her. "A real conversation. What the hell that means", I wondered excited."No big deal. I have to tell you something". She seamed.