"Fuck... fuck... oh god, Jimmy... fuck... that's it... that's it, god I'm almost there... fuckkk... fuckkk."Jackie came with her hips bucking, the mus...les in her thighs shivering, her cries of pleasure echoing around the room.Slowly, she subsided, and I hauled myself up onto the bed beside her.Eventually, she said, "Oh you fucking bastard, that was so good, so, so good."I just smiled and nuzzled my face in her neck. She half-turned, and as she kissed me, her hand closed over my cock.Sliding. I used to make excuses to get away for an evening. But I got busted a couple of weeks ago. They were furious, and wondered how I could do that to you. But you see, Pat ... I didn't mean to do it to you. I just wanted to be in a band with my boyfriend. Mom and Dad told me that I had to tell you right away. But I wanted to talk to you, anyhow."It was a lot to swallow. A lot. However, I was committed to moving forward from my dark period, and perhaps this was just part of the process."Eileen, I. Of course it was only fantasy, but Terry didn't care. He'd enjoy the night while it lasted."How do you know Dr Pratchett?" Terry asked."I comforted him after his wife passed on," Nicole answered."Oh," Terry said."That's a very judgemental 'Oh' I'm hearing there," Nicole said, cocking her head up to look at him."It's a surprise, that's all," Terry said. "Dr Pratchett always seemed so stern and serious to me. I never would have thought ... then I suppose we're only here tonight because he gave me. Got carried away. It’s the drugs.”“We’ll buy that, Buddy. What do you want to drink?”“I’d love some Sprite or 7-Up. I wonder...”“Let me see what I can do.” The quick escape was a safety valve. I had another bit of data.I’ve always considered myself to possess adequate looks. The blonde hair is natural – thanks, Mom and Dad – and I carry about ten extra pounds, but that’s it. Blue eyes. One of my former co-workers suggested that I look into breast augmentation, a suggestion that I NEVER.