Knew what Jim and I had done at Jim's office last night, my answer was that it sounds good, and yes i had heard that Jim was good at handling us young...boys and taking good care of us, so yes, i'm very happy about itHe's Swedish friend didn't say much, he was more concerned with his playing cards, but then he got up and said, I need to go the toilet and went out thereBjørn said now that we were alone, Rene, you should not say anything if you do not want to, tell me, but I believe you and I have. I found him in the kitchen, bragging to the gang assembled there."She's a right little goer, especially with a few drops of this in her." He waved a small bottle around. I saw red - I'd always wondered about this phrase, and now I knew the truth of it. All I could see was Steve and that bottle through a red haze. I grabbed it and threw it against the wall smashing it and scattering its contents over the people standing nearby."Hey! That cost me a fucking bomb!" Good!" I paid more than a hundred. Her eyes were on my cock. "How do you want me Peter?" I put my hands on her hips and lifted her to the exam table as I said, "I want you on your back, your calves on my shoulders." I whistled lowly then and said, "Your body is a wonderland." We both laughed at the musical reference. I had my hand on her shaved cunt, my knuckle pressing against her clit and my thumb toying with the slippery slit below. "I don't have a condom Emily, I assume you are on birth control." "I am Peter. Fuck. I was not angry, because I found it exciting and when my English teacher saw my intensity, pouring over the dictionary, he stood behind me as I read, and invited me to stay after classes, and explain more.With the digital age we were all receiving and sending each other cock pics and sex clips of girls we knew being fucked. Everyone was into this social media craze.Then one day, evening actually I received a clip that shocked me, but felt, deep deep down, excited me, a clip of a very classy.