“What’s wrong with me?” I sucked. I, Rin Taylor the rising star of the girl’s track team, sucked. The sports meet was in two days and I couldn...��t even match my average much less set a new personal best. My locker door banged again as I hit my head against the navy blue panel trying to knock some focus back into me but my head just wouldn’t clear. I turned my gaze to the locker three spaces from mine where the name name Camelia had been scribbled on a piece of masking tape in big black letters.. Some women didn't like to give head; my relationships with them didn't last long. Being willing to suck cock and swallow cum was a deal breaker for me. My tastes applied to the porn I watched as well. Seeing a pornstar working her lips and tongue over a hard shaft was much more sexy to me than watching a cock sliding in and out of a pussy. I think it was because you could see that she was actively working to give pleasure to the cock, instead of just lying there and taking it. I started. . . please!’ She repeated her performance several times for me, until it was time for her to begin cooking, then she would explain that whatever happened in this huge world, ‘Three teaspoons always make a tablespoon.’ ‘You promise Mom Mom?’ I asked. ‘I promise,’ she’d reply in a tone that always seemed to convince me everything would be all right. Then I would hug her as she whispered, ‘Promise me you’ll never grow up, and we can be together forever.’ ‘I promise Mom Mom, I’ll never grow up.’ —. ”“That’s because I happen to agree with Elizabeth. Listen, mister. Sandy has been my friend and moral support for a couple of years now. I’ve had it good compared to her and I’m not going let my little brother add to her disappointments by allowing him to break his promise to call them.”“Fine. I’ll call them,” I said. “But calling them won’t make my girlfriends.”“No,” Kristina responded with a grin. “But it might add to your stable of sluts.”The discharge papers arrived and a hospital volunteer.