That guy suckered you in to a classic trap. He pretended tobe tired and waited for and opening. When you got overconfident, he knocked your ass out! N...w as for what this,"he motioned to me bent over the bench, "is all about. Mostof these guys are so doped up on testosterone andduradoblin that they are like bulls! They need an outletfrom time to time so who ever looses the first bout onSundays has to be their bitch for the day. You thought thatguy looked scare because of you?" He laughed. "He. She said herself in her interview with CPD they only informed her she wasn't going to be going home after she saw their stash of guns and drugs."The Cleveland cops had done an excellent job of falsifying their reports. The local detective didn't doubt their authenticity for a second. It was sort of annoying but also sort of a relief."Very well," the social worker sighed. "I'm going to recommend that your father get you into therapy, Becky. You may think you were just playing the normal teenage. Your cock must of sensed she was there. You grabbed her face and kissed her hard. Your tongues attacked each other. Her moans driving you insane. Her breathing was rapid and she pushed her body against yours. You grabbed her left thigh and grinded your dick against her pussy. Fuck you could feel the heat coming from between her legs. You could feel a wet spot in your own shorts. Your cock was drooling precum. You had never been as hard as you were right now. Before you could, she pulled your. Close friends? Absolutely. Occasional lovers? Possibly, at least in the short term. Living in the same house? Impossible!I decided to unpack our things and put them in the dressers in the bedroom. I did my stuff first, then Bethany’s. I chuckled at what was surely meant to be a surprise, and put the bags in the closet. When I finished, she hadn’t returned, so I sat down with Without Remorse, the latest Tom Clancy novel that had been released in August. I hadn’t had much time to read it, and had.