So he says to me ok we need someone just like you to help is out if your interested. So I being curious say ok sure thing name it. And he tells me to ...et in, I hopped in and I got driven to there home wich was not far from mine thankfully. His girlfriend was eye balling me and I thought it was kinda odd at first. Well she goes upstairs and he motions me into his living room and asks me if I want some shots before I help them out. I take three shots and he says sit down man make yourself. I felt that telltale wetness between my legs. "In fact I think I should call out for a pizza." "Listen, Janet, I am really sorry for all of this but please don't joke around like that." "Who's joking? I really want to watch you down on your knees sucking some guy off." "There's no way that's going to happen." "Really," I got up and walked over and got the camera, "I could just e-mail these photos to a few people at the office or you can submit to me. Which would you like?" He started to cry,. We have things to do!”This was the fifth time Constance had gone on a date with Tim Appleton. She liked him. He was funny, and kind, and very patient too, she suspected. He wasn’t the first boy she’d gone out with, but he was the first boy who had asked her out more than twice. He’d made it very plain that he’d like to kiss her when he walked her to her door too, but she hadn’t been able to let him do that. She was too nervous about it. That was one reason the fact that he’d asked her out again. To my astonishment I didn’t care; I was almost keen to join his long list of conquests; eager to add my married name to the notches on his bedpost. But as his shaft penetrated deeper and deeper into my vagina, those thoughts became vague and unformed. And when that long, thick shaft had buried itself so deep in my body that I could feel its end forcing my cervix into my belly, I was a lost cause.I had not been in bed with a twenty-nine year old boy since my husband had been that age. I had.