”“So why not just keep it platonic with her?” I asked.“She doesn’t want that.” Mira said, “Maliah wants to sleep with me.”I could see ...he was conflicted, and I was too. I love Mira, but it has to end. Better a clean break now, I figured, while we’re still friends.“It’s ok with me if you sleep with her.” I said, “You can have us both.”Even as I said it I knew it was dumb; like Luisa keeps saying, I need to settle down with a suitable woman, and here I was stretching out my affair with a 20 year. ’ ‘We have something better,’ Nichols says with a smile. ‘We have Section 8.’ At the mention of the organization Grines’ eyes go wide, not with shock, but with another blow of unexpectedness. How had Section 8 stretched its reach this far? ‘I’m surprised your Intel didn’t turn up the fact your agents ran into Colonel Pierson,’ Nichols says mockingly knowing better. ‘Or are you losing grip of your own organization? If so then you always have the option of plausible deniability.’ Grines’ face. I absolutely fell back on my ass. I was a high school senior, and this sophomore was dropping me a line straight out of a porn film. I thought that she was kidding, but I was wrong. The conversation spun out of control, and before I knew it, we were making plans to meet in the third floor stairwell during our 8th period study-hall so she could blow me! I mean, I had never even kissed this girl! Our entire relationship had to this point been over the phone. I was fucking my girlfriend everyday. "Shut the fuck up, he said - you love it!" and I felt his big hand pushing my head forward again. I sniffed his ass hole. It wasn't that bad, really - it had a kind of funky smell, like a mixture of sweat and the faint whiff of shit. I felt my hard cock jump involuntarily, and I planted a kiss on the mouth of his raw anus, flickering my hot tongue around the hairy hole. The taste wasn't so bad, maybe a little like bile. I filled my mouth with saliva and began to seriously eat him out - the way.