No longing to be close, intimate. I look up from my thoughts and there she is next to me. I turn to her resisting the urge to kiss her and just hold h...r close instead. The hug lasts longer than usual. She's wearing an almost see through pale beige top with leggings and a small denim jacket.I tell her how I honestly feel holding nothing back. I tell her that my waking thought is the way smiles with her gorgeous eyes as well as her near irresistible lips. That I can't go a day without wanting to. I don't care what you do to me. So if you are going to rape me go ahead. I'm just going to lay here like a dead fish". "Oh I don't think so honey. You are going to end up begging me to fuck you". I then took off my clothes and when I took off my underwear I saw her looking right at my throbbing 8 inch cock and her eyes widened. I walked up to the bed and planted a soft kiss on her forehead as she struggled and screamed. "Relax honey. You will enjoy this so much more if you do" "Never you. “You know how it is, always someone wanting to talk about something. Ended up in the English department talking to some freshmen about Skills and Classes, and that was before I got dragged into an argument with Mrs. Erikson about whether...” he trailed off, realizing how she was tapping a pen distractedly against the desk and not smiling.She didn’t know what he meant. Occasionally a classmate would call out to her with some matter they wanted addressed, but it was far from being a common. When they had all left, we headed into the house. Britt and I could hardly walk for the hugs we received. At the door were Mom and Dad, Mitch and Dora, Mel and Dan, and Missus Thornton. Britt hugged and kissed them all. I hugged them but skipped kissing the guys. We went inside and the house was decorated with balloons and posters. I managed to sit in the love seat with Missus Thornton beside ma and Britt in my lap. She had an arm around my neck and was holding on while we cried. I had one arm.