We just got done with math so we headed out to lunch, we got a table and then came Oscar... "can I sit with you guys?" he asked... "that seat is taken... I said nicely... "doesn't look like it" he respond, I looked at him "well Fin Netera is going to be sitting here" I said with a frighten tone. He cocked one eyebrow, "I heard he was in the hospital..." he replied, "I'm trying to enjoy this fucken apple! Now the woman don't want no murderess bastard sitting with three amazingly hot girls! Kay?". He watched her as he began to pick up the pace. “Oh Drake!” she called out. “Tsk tsk young lady. You must call me by my last name,” he teased with a smirk as he began circling her clit. She let out a deep moan. “Your last name is too long,” she giggled, “sir.” He grinned at her and stopped with only the head of his cock in her. He held her hips down with his hands. She tried to push them up so he could enter her again but his arms were too strong. “Plaese Drake!” she said, frustrated. “Ah ah. “Hello Sarah”, I started to say, and then fortunately managed to grab Sarah as she fainted straight in front of us. We carried her into the lounge, and sat beside her as she started to come round. She was shocked, and took some time to grasp that not only was I there, with her after 24 years, but that Suze was there as well, and it didn’t take long for her to put it all together. Later that day I took the two of them out to dinner, though I think Suze and I were suffering from the time zone. Feelings I had only felt for a man. We talked about meeting. I was afraid, nervous, self conscious. I was not a young girl. My life was established. How could I consider such a ludicrous idea? You were patient, understanding. You said you wanted to meet me; that we could just talk. There would be no pressure. You knew; remembering your first time. I was hesitant, putting you off. After one conversation we had, I had gone to bed. I dreamed of you. Of us. Of being together. Of sharing our.