In retrospect, it was a good thing. And it was even better that it happened to me when it did.It was a tough pill to swallow, but my parents raised me...right. Just like yours did from what I can see. It took me a while before I could look at my old game films and see that I wouldn't have made it. I played football every day, starting from when I was five years old, to the day I got hurt. I put in fifteen fucking years of sacrificing everything to the gods of the pigskin.There are so many people. As she swallowed, I could see in my mind the sweet, creamy food traveling down her body, transforming into soft, sweet, creamy fat and lining her smooth white skin from the inside, like it was filled with warm, creamy melted ice cream."You are such a beautiful fat girl, Yvette," - I whispered, letting go of her hand and stroking my finger up her arm, very lightly, barely touching the smooth skin, - "I love seeing you eating this ice cream. This ice cream is making you fatter and prettier. Each. I said “hmmm… I’ve seen this before, what was it you wanted to show me?”She flashed her own mischievous grin and this time she initiated the kissing. She was surprisingly good at kissing when she was expecting it. We continued for a few minutes.I asked “hmmmm… So what happened next?”She thought for a moment, glanced over at her bed, pulled me over to it, where we sat down on the edge and the kissing continued. “MORE of this” she said.We kissed and made out for a while just sitting on the bed.. He wiped a tear from her cheek as she turned towards him. ‘Tell me sunshine, if it hurts so badly why do you stay?’ His voice soothed the pain. ‘I don’t know Danny, I keep telling myself that I’m stronger than this.’ Phoenix absently toyed with a lock of hair that had escaped from her ponytail as she spoke. ‘I just don’t know. I keep trying to convince myself that he doesn’t mean it, and that it won’t happen again. I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t trust myself to make a decision.’ Danny.