She was sitting on her bed, covering herself with her comforter. "You know what they'll do." Her eyes were welling with tears. She was upset for good ...eason. I had come home early from work and found her with a large, black cock in her mouth. The owner of the cock has long since vanished.Our parents were both hard working and successful lawyers. As well, they were incredibly religious, and were strongly against many things they viewed as immoral. Highest on the list were premarital sex and. Then she asked me to bring her a glass of wine. Now I knew perfectly well that Patricia wasn’t old enough to drink. I also knew that I had been giving her wine since she was sixteen years old. Besides I knew that she had been to several drinking parties at college. That was how she wound up pregnant.I got out the chicken leg quarters and put them in the marinade. Then I poured two glasses of wine and took them up to the bathroom. I knocked lightly on the door and she said for me to come in. I. Emma sat up, her face close to mine, and I took that as an opportunity to kiss her again. She must have been wanting to do the same thing, because we kissed for quite a while. Emma was such a good kisser. I just hoped I was good too, since I have never had practice. I suppose I was, because Emma didn't seem to ever want to stop kissing me. The movie ended, and we left the theater. Both of us were kind of hungry, so we grabbed some lunch at a deli, and went back to Emma's to eat lunch. After we. They don't understand my reasoning, but they haven’t pressured me. At the bar I ordered a cocktail, then another, the third one going down as smoothly as the first. Before I knew it, I’d forgotten how many I had slammed. That really is the last thing I remember well. How much did I drink to lose an entire night? I've never gotten that wasted, at least not that I recall. A soft knock at the door reminds me that I'm not alone in the motel. “Hey are you almost done in there. I really have to pee.”.