''That's the part I'm still trying to figure out. It's not easy telling someone how I feel deep down.'' I confessed.Darius frowned and looked at me wi...h his big brown eyes. ''I hope you think of me as more than just someone''Correct, he wasn't just someone. Darius had seduced me when we'd first met, had his way with me, and then joined Hanna and I in carrying out our ultimate fantasy threesome."Of course you're not just someone but Othello was my first. That means a lot to me, and he has this. A quick little shove and I was sitting in the last row. I looked up into her face expecting to see nothing but sheer naked lust. I was surprised however when I saw something more. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised I was already pretty sure I was in love and that usually goes both ways. She kept between me and the driver as she pulled my cock out and began to stroke it. Now I was surprised when I found out that she was actually very good at giving hand jobs. I’ve never truly appreciated. That evening again as usual had dinner but after clearing the dishes she came and sat on the chair in my bedroom and was complaining how rude her MIL was that she said that I am not his wife, but as a keep, which she could not take any more, in a hoarse voice I don’t want to stay there, I guessed she wanted let me know to convince me and get it off her chest as I could see she was emotional too.Adding to the above, as a typical woman jealous of the other wife, she also mentioned about Mustaq’s. His mother was constantlyhorny and didn't care where she got it from; he even woke one morningwith her riding his morning wood. He shuddered at the memory and feltdefeated.While walking home from the craziness that passed for school oneafternoon and trying to think of where he could go to just get away, ablack SUV pulled up next to him and the window rolled down."Are you Ed Wilson?" the man inside asked. "Did you call in an anonymoustip about a one of your classmates and strange abilities?".