The whole thing felt like some kind of awkward first date when I was a teenager. He was touching my leg as I broke the silence and said, "Alright, tak... it out." His hands were shaking as I watched him unfasten his belt and open his pants, pulling his erection out. It was nothing too impressive, only four or five inches fully erect. I reached over with my right hand and slipped my fingers around it and began to stroke him. He was so aroused from everything that happened during lunch, he was. And that Road Runner is still out there."Fuck me, I checked it one more time."I have nobody to talk to. Fuck me, the only person I can talk to about something like this is with him! What in the fuck have you done, Cully?" I have fucked myself, is what I've done. He was sitting there waiting on me. They set me up. A speed trap." But, wouldn't they have just conducted the affair without the speed trap? That would alert you to the affair. They wouldn't do that, right?" You got a point there, and a. Then quickly he lowered himself to the bed and peeled away the pink lace of her own skimpy nightgown. In a second she was as naked as she had been only a few seconds before he came in."It will be beautiful for you," he whispered slowly, his big black hand touching her lush young white curves in awe.She could only nod in mute anticipation. Her whole body was alive with obscene expectation, tingling from the tips of her excitedly tingling nipples down to her carefully manicured toes. It was. I unfolded it, ‘You’re beautiful!’ it said. I looked to the other side of the room, Rich Roebuck gesticulated, pointing to Connie. Simultaneously, Jimmy hissed, ‘Pass it on’, with a ventriloquist face. I passed it on. Connie read the note, gave Roebuck a flash of her beautiful smile, passed a reply back and broke my heart into a million pieces. I told her at break that Roebuck was a bully, he had a history of cruelty and violence. Connie was angry, apparently Rich was a ‘dreamboat’ and I was.