" You can call me Johnny," I said."I don't think Grandma will go for that. But for now, Good Night Johnny," she quietly said.* * *The next morning, I ...oke up to the smell of coffee brewing. Sharon was up early and already starting her day. She was wearing an unbuttoned flannel shirt. I could see her bare breasts underneath it. They looked so inviting.I climbed out of the sleeeping nook the best I could without stepping on Nicki, still sleeeping, on the couch."Good Morning Sharon," I said."Good. It was a crazy way to live now that I can look back at it. The parties were non stop the woman were young and hot and slutty and very skilled trying to lock down there pay check for the rest of their lives. The whole thing just snowballed out of control until I finally had an injury due to the abuse I was putting my body through and I was out of the game before I even made it to the dream. I was a fool the only way to the dream is hard work and dedication but I know that now I wish I thought of. I knew she was sucking Me off so she could feed but there was something more about this act of devotion, it was her way of getting off like she had grown up getting off. Ingrid stayed a virgin until she was married because she had an insatiable appetite for Dick and she never let that stop her. She didn't let the boys play with her pussy, only she did that. She didn't show the boys her naked body, she loved sucking Dick with her blouse opened up so hands could grope and m***** her firm breasts. Tim rolled out of bed at 11:15 a.m., feeling very horny. He crossed his room to his computer and booted it up. He went to his bathroom cabinet and got out his lube. The AOL screen popped up, saying “you’ve got mail!” ‘Interesting, thought Tim, he had just checked it the night before.’ He checked it and noticed it was from someone he had never emailed. The beginning read like this:“Hey baby,I think we could really get along if you just gave me a chance. Until then, I’ll always be yours, at least.