" Poor Joe indeed looked forlorn, and his cock had indeedbeen saluting me for hours. We walked out on the porch of the restaurantand I sucked Poor Joe...s cock. I was especially careful, bringing PoorJoe to the edge of orgasm several times and backing off, so that when hefinally came it was with great relief. He kissed me gratefully. Henricoshowed his gratitude by sticking his cock in me, taking me right there.I squealed in pleasure at those orgasms.It became a regular ritual that I'd suck off. And I, I was rather a recluse. Living alone, ashtrays everywhere on the old furniture, the occasional cognac, the typewriter, the disks on the shelves, rarely leaving my appartment, just for cigarettes, digesting and replaying the past in my head.I don't know if you ever noticed my dark silhoutte before on the stairs when we happened to cross our ways. Large shoulders, a black leather jacket, black jeans, short black hair, moving elastically, youthfully, as if I took a deep breath before. ”“Oh, Anthea told you then?”He nodded. “We have no secrets,” he answered. “That’s why our relationship is strong.”She took a sip of wine. “Do you think I should?”Jack shrugged. “I couldn’t possibly give you an opinion on that,” he replied. “That’s a matter for you two.”She smiled. “Would you recommend it then?”“Well, speaking from a male point of view if Dave is like me he would get a lot of enjoyment out of it and if you are like your daughter then you would enjoy it too.”She laughed at his. "More students come into the classroom and Kelly narrows her eyes at me."We're talking about this after class. Go sit down."I nod my head and go sit down at my seat. The class goes by quickly. Which in my case is not good. Kelly was definitely going to yell at me for getting in a fight, especially when she learns on what it was about. The bell rings and I stay in my seat until everyone is gone. I look at Kelly and she holds her head in her hand."Why did you get into a fight?"I cross my arms on.