"Julie? I wasn't finished speaking with you." I shouted."Shush, honey. One minute." she replied as she walked into the kitchen and looked out the wind...w towards him."Yes, Trey. Sure. I just woke up, Trey." her whispered voice barely detectable."Yes, Sir. Yes, Trey. I will be right down, Sir." she muttered.Immediately, Julie closed her cell phone and began filling a glass of water for herself in the kitchen."Julie? What the heck happened? Why are all those marks all over you?" I gasped, becoming. . you... in my clothes, sucking his dick??? What kind of life would we have with this shit going on?" Becca let me explain," I pleaded."Oh please... please explain what I just saw to me, John" Becca demanded."I'm not gay, he forced me to do it." He forced you to put on my clothes and suck him off while fucking yourself into oblivion with a dildo? How'd he do that, John?"I opened my mouth to speak, and I realized my explanation wasn't going to be any better than the way it looked. I hung my head. That had been close and I hadn't thought of an excuse for not being available at lunchtime.As I walked towards the classroom I frowned. Was I two-timing my girlfriend already or was this something completely different?Lunchtime arrived and I was tempted to charge through the school in the direction of Elizabeth's office but common sense just about prevailed. The last thing a nerd like me needed to do was attract the attention of the 'in' crowd or any of their sycophants.I dumped my bag in my. We then curled up right there and pulled a couple of blankets over us and slept. It was one of most memorable nights of my life.Christmas morning we were awake on the early side. After making love again, we did an extensive breakfast and then brought our coffee mugs back into the living room and started to open presents. I had gotten a couple of items of clothing for each girl in my life, as well as some fancy cosmetics. I got a couple of sweaters, some cockpit gear for my hobby of flying that.