”“She’s an upperclassman!” he protested. “And gorgeous!”“So? She’s as much of a nerd as you and I are, just law instead of physics or ...re-med. And I’ve known that she’s gorgeous since we were fourteen!”“Are you setting us up?”“No, but she’s sweet and if you’re nice to her, I’ll bet she says ‘yes’ if you ask her out. I’ve known her since we were five, so I have a pretty good idea of what she likes.”“You’re sure?”I smirked, “Just don’t mention the Playboy magazines.”He laughed, “Yeah, that. I put my hands behind my back and used only my mouth. Practicing my new skill, I would lean forward onto his cock as it would press into my throat, every inch devoured, and then hold it there for a moment before pulling back until the head would slip past my clinging lips with a pop. Back and forth my mouth moved over his cock as I looked up at him in submission, a cocksucker... HIS cocksucker.With strings of spit hanging from my chin, he grabbed the back of my head with his left hand and put. “Well, it ain’t no Motel 8, but at least it’ll keep you out of the rain and wind,” Stuart said, and whistled. “Ya’ll sure picked a hell of a night to get lost in. Anyways, there’s some wood piled over there, if y’all wanna make yerselves a fire to get warm.”Stuart gestured to a large circle of stones in the center filled with old cinders and ashes. Around the circle were six folding lawn chairs and scattered empty beer cans.“There’s also some old blankets over in that box there for you to sleep. ”“Rose, why do you think you need a will?”“Well to be honest with you I have a son named John. He is someone I am not proud of. He has been in trouble with the law and has forgotten about me. A few times he said he would come and visit me on Mother’s Day but he never showed up or called. I want to make sure he does not get any of my money and that it all goes to Jules.”“From what you have told me the steps you have taken with Jules indicate you don’t need a will. Your son John will only get.