He was a sexy stud. He was always so strong, so loving, as I grew up. I saw him with Mom, seeing how he made her smile, and I wanted to smile like tha....But Clint was a boy. Just because Melody was dumb enough to settle for a child, didn't mean I should.And I was gay. I loved pussy. I wasn't into guys at all. Hadn't thought about another man beside Dad since Stefani. I loved her. She was my girlfriend.I rolled out of bed, struggling to breathe. What the fuck was wrong with me? The bedsprings. Once inside my room I went to the bathroom. When I came back, I saw that Harry had fully undressed and was lying on the bed. I ... umm ... I joined him ..." murmured Dawn once again."Join him she sure did," thought Danny. The bile was once again threatening to ruin the facade of calmness he was so desperately projecting and holding on to. Some of the images he had seen in the clipping played thru his mind. She sucked him. Sometimes she played with him, sucking his balls and rimming his ass,. " Really? You wanted to be my boyfriend?" Something like that. But you have to understand that I'm not supposed to feel like that, so I tried not to think about it." Yeah," said Carly. "I knew today that I was doing wrong things. But I didn't care. It was too ... I don't' know ... interesting? Exciting?" I couldn't believe you... " He blushed. " ... you know," he finally finished."Jerked you off?" she asked...He laughed that barking, hysterical laugh again."That wasn't what I was thinking. The emotional battering of the past rearing its ugly head. Instead he shrunk into the corner of the bar, slowly and quietly sipping his beer. Frustrated by his inability to talk to the beautiful woman before he slunk into the nearby restaurant for dinner, alone. Chapter 3 Christelle carefully examined herself in the full-length mirror in the wardrobe door of her very comfy bure. The tight-fitting dress, with short sleeves and orange segment-shaped cut-outs revealed her tanned shoulders,.