Gazing into one another’s souls, reconnecting after the lost months of no contact between us. I always felt that when I looked into Gina’s eyes, I...saw so much more of her than she was willing to reveal. I used to wonder about her mysteries–her life before mine crossed her path. And now, I felt those same feelings, wondering what kinds of mysteries she now held, after so many hours of our living apart. ‘I’d like to kiss you,’ she offered. ‘That is, if you haven’t rejected me completely.’ Ever. Then he went very pale in the face and looked around frantically, like he was expecting to see a ghost.I passed by his table, ushering Aunt Margie toward the Judge’s chamber. I looked at Bullock, and doing my best to appear concerned, asked, “Is something wrong, Mr. Bullock? You don’t look at all well. Is there anything I can do to help?”He looked at me and glowered. “You’re behind this, Brenner!”“I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. Bullock. Behind what?”He rasped out, barely. “I was just watching a little smut, now that I don’t have to pretend to be a goody goody for Tina”. Tina had been a good girlfriend in most ways, but was a bit uptight about sex. We did it often enough, but it was mostly of the vanilla variety. She certainly wouldn’t be interested in performing many of the acts featured on the DVDs I rented. Danny and I drank some beers, sat and chatted for a while about the summer that was winding down, and the upcoming school year. “So… are the movies any. Well go on, wank that little Willy for me.” I just froze and knelt before her. She removed her toes from my mouth and kicked me hard in the balls. “Do not make me ask you again,” she said. I started wanking in front of her it was so embarrassing but I was rock hard. “See it’s so much easier when you listen,” she said while pulling out her phone to use the camera. I tried to get up and put my pants back on, but she grabbed and squeezed my balls and said, “I didn’t give you permission to.