It's just ... It's just that she doesn't want to hurt me by telling me certain things about her life. And I guess I'm looking for a second opinion." S...e's ... good, actually," Brandi shrugged. "I don't see Dawn that much myself, but Dayna says she's quite happy with this Ryan guy."I frowned."But before you freak, Ben, Dayna also says that Dawn's really not looking at this as anything long-term. The girl is still in love with you, and to be honest, Ryan's not that great of a prospect, not for. She shuddered, unable to stand the electrical impulses shooting through her loins. His tongue was rough and harsh, but it was so harsh that it numbed her pussy slightly, like the brutal spray of the shower massage which so many women knew so well. Oh Skipper, she gasped. What are you doing to me? Skipper ignored her words. He didnt understand them anyway. He knew he was doing a good job. The fluids were now flowing freely from her pussy. He drank her abundant juices happily. This was his. At first, I denied but then he kept nagging me so I accepted.It was very late at night and ours was the only car in the parking lot. We were talking and making jokes and he intentionally touched me and tried to grab me. So, I decided to have fun with him that night. No vehicles were around us and it was very dark. We both suddenly became silent. It was starting to get tense when the car stopped. I looked at him and he was looking at me with his eyes filled with lust.Before I could say. At that time there was a group of 'tough' girls in our school. They werepulling boys into the girl's room and putting make-up on them. To mostboys this was a terrible fate. For me, I tried to be in the hallway neartheir favorite bathroom as much as possible. I never did become one oftheir victims but it did spin a fantasy about it. I'll try to recreate ithere even though it's been 30+ years since I really thought of it. I hopeit works out and you enjoy my earliest.