Just then my friend Tracey, who supports Spurs called and asked how Dickwas coping. I held the phone up so she could hear him shouting for Bayernbefo...e adding, "And he's dressing as a French Maid!" We both laughed andlaughed."Why are you telling whoever that is that I am dressing as a French Maid?" Well you will be dressed as one for six months so everyone will knowanyway. Tell you what, I will give you an opportunity to get out of thistommorrow." Yes Tracey, we had a bet on the result. I. I just looked at herShe threw her bra at me in a “what are you thinking” kind of way.“What, you know I hate wearing those” she said. “I know, I am just amazed at how fast you did that.” I said.We sat and looked out over the calm water for a minute. There was still a few minutes until sunset.“Is now a good time to talk about something serious” I asked in a softer voice.Becky nodded. “What’s the matter?” she asked I handed her the small case that I had put in my pocket when I had gotten the. I put my hand on the back of her head and guided her onto it. She eagerlyopened her mouth and went down on me. I don’t know if it was the sounds of her mother being used like a common whore that excited her or her trying hard to pleaseme so I wouldn’t let Tyrese fuck her tight little virgin asshole, but she really seemed to be getting into this now! Her mouth was much smaller and tighter than her mom’s and it felt much hotter too! I was really turned on now! I started exploring her body. So. It’ll be okay.” “You’re not mad?” “Why would I be?” “I didn’t tell you that I have a boyfriend at home, I just jumped on you and wouldn’t leave till we did it.” “It’s okay. You’re here now. Home doesn’t matter… and neither does your dorm. Come on, let’s wash you up. You want to take a shower?” “Yeah.” I managed, drying away some tears.Jack held me in his arms as we sat on the couch. “I’m sorry if I made the wrong impression..” I said, but he cut me off. “It’s ok. Don’t worry about.