They can't keep their friggin' mouths shut to save their lives. If it came down to keeping it a secret or getting all the pussy they wanted, most will...tell their friends so that they can look good. Mr. Macho, Mr. Big Shot. Yeah, that's what most guys will do to a girl." But not all?" No, thank God, not all of them. The older guys seem to know enough to keep their mouths shut. But some just have to brag about it." That's terrible," Kelly said, as tears welled up in her eyes."Yeah, I know, finish. He had a nice fat un-circumcised cock."Jesse. You've been holding out on me all these years. Your girlfriend doesn't know what she's missing."He was beaming as I pulled his short down along with his briefs. His rigid cock sprung free. I licked my lips as I looked into his eyes. They were already half lidded when I took his cock in my hand grabing the base of his thick shaft. My finger could go all the way around it. I pulled back the foreskin and exposed his bulbous head. I wrapped my wet lips. My coach. My lover. The one person in the world I trusted more than anyone else. She had asked me and knew I wanted to go to Nationals. But she threw it all out anyway. I guess I didn’t mean as much to her as I thought. How could she do this to me?Bree was leading my makeshift cheering section in a cheer of appreciation or something. My dad was saying something to me about pulling it together. Sam was repeating that he needed me to represent SCU and show great sportsmanship. And Lissa kept. Zahra had questions about critical analysis, deconstructionism and objective evaluation of a work versus its value as a work with expectation of the readers. The topic largely left everyone else eager to start separate conversations of their own that did not include those topics. My impression of Zahra as a future philosophy major was improved. Combined with her head scarf and talking like a valley girl, she was starting to become less an oddity and more just Zahra.Eventually Grace and Zahra.