There was unmistakeable urgency in his actions, mirrored in the way that his teeth dug deeper into the skin of his neck, the tips just breaking the su...face. Sweat rolled down Brentt's back in the cold air. Cool fingernails echoed its trail down, underneath the back of his waistband. Long fingers worked their way down, and dug inside him. His fingers slid over the slick bark of the tree as his back arched, his heels leaving the ground. Sarachan growled. A second hand ripped Brentt's jeans off in. But I need you to tell me straight - have you been straight with me in everything we’ve talked about?”“Yes. My roommate did get on my case and only then did I talk to Jeannette.”“But the dating bit?”“I didn’t think you’d be interested in a casual relationship, and I knew you wouldn’t date me if we couldn’t get past the religion thing. And honestly, I WOULD be happy with you as a boyfriend if we could get past that.”“And you’d surrender me to Angie willingly?”“Willingly? No. But I know you would. But listening to Susan I knew that she was not exactly telling me the truth. I knew that someone was fucking her. The reason I knew this was because I found a condom wrapper under her bed once when I went to her dorm room. After breaking up with my current boyfriend I would find some older guy at the nearby junior college. I would go to some of their parties on the weekends. I would find a nice looking guy and come on to him. By the time the party was jumping, I would find myself in the. .. Easier said than done.Aww fuck... I'm going to fuck this up... Courtney had left right after the graduation ceremony itself. She'd never actually come to my room. It had all been in my head. I'd woken up the next morning to realize I still had several boxes to pack. The entire thing had been a dream (nightmare?) mingled with the reality of having sex. And that woman I had been REALLY making love to was sitting right next to me, content in the belief that all the passion I'd let out was.