. I mean, you just . . .”“That is my point. I was the one that fingered your pussy; I was the one that stripped your clothes. So far, even thoug... you have been cooperative, I have initiated all the action. We need you to initiate some action. What I want you to do is take lucky Larry over there and show us that you are willing to fuck us all weekend. Not to be too crude about it, but you need to show us that you want our sperm and that we can use your body however we please as many times. We have a good sexual relationship, especially since Ben is well-hung, with eight inches of thick, uncut cock, and I didn’t understand why he wanted to hear about the other boys and men in my life. I understood a little more when he explained his background.He kept encouraging me to tell him more and more, and by the time I was finished, I realized that it sounded, even to me, like I had been a promiscuous slut. He learned and knows from experience how much I like all kinds of sex, starting. " You don't owe me anything, Bobby. I'm just glad it's working out." Yeah," he grinned, "I'll talk to you later, Robinson."I smiled at his retreating back, glad that I was back to being 'Robinson' to him. That was one of my mile markers to Bobby to being his normal happy self.I looked around for Kenny, and found him at the next table over trying to talk Lisa Foster into a date, so I was once again alone at our table when Missy dropped her tray on the table in front of me."Hello, Missy. How are. “The things she said about me ... I’m just not at a place where I can deal with her or really either of them. I’m just not.”“I understand,” she said. “Anyway, I need you to go to the store and get a couple of things for the next couple of days.”“Okay, what?” I said.“Just bread and a six pack of IPA,” she said. “We’re out of both. Oh, and one of those big cans of pineapple juice.”“Okay, got it. I’ll go now. It’s not that late; the mini-mart is open. I’ll just walk; I need to burn some calories,”.