"Billy... passed on last night from blood-loss..." she sobbed. "I hope you're happy you little fucking queers! He's dead because of you!" But we didn'... do anything-" began Justin."SHUT UP!" yelled the late Bully's sister. "You're gonna get it you just wait and see. Billy may be dead but he's not gone!" and with that display she stormed off.Both boys shrugged at each other and went about their school activities until a special assembly was called to mourn the passing of Billy."...He will be. So here it goes...My fiancee is bisexual and oh yeah it is great. I get to look at other women with her and talk about their tits etc. My fiancee got a job at this mall. While at the working there she found out one of her co-workers is bisexual too. She told me about it and told me how she had a dream about her co-worker, so i told her to text her co-worker and let her know about the dream. Come to find out, the co-worker had a crush on my fiancee all this time. So after talking for a while,. It was either my father came in short or nothing happened. She came and sat beside me. Couple of folders in her hand. All she said was 'I needed a signiture' and ordered a vodka with lime. She kept on stirring. I stayed with my eyes on the gin trying not to look at her. In a moment, I felt a hand on my knee going up till it it reached my dick. She started massaging it at the hotel bar. I could not do anything.. I was stunned. I started sweating and the more seconds passed the more her hands. “Maybe we better go up to my room, bud” George stated. He took my head and led me up the stairs and then another set of stairs. As he led me throughout his house it was like I was 15 all over again. Everything was so vivid and as it was 17 years earlier. I was barely into his room and I was tearing off all my clothes and jumped on to his bed, shaking my butt towards George in a come and get it way. George slowly closed the bedroom door. I heard the bolt latch. The sound was deafening. He slowly.