When I was in elementary school, I had a numberof sissy friends, and it was easy to make friends. You just had to benice. That was easy for me. And...you had to have some common interestslike sewing. Once we got older, that dreaded awkward pre-teen time, Iwas having huge problems socially, well huge to me. I was having such aproblem reading social cues. Cliques were forming and suddenly I was onthe outside looking in. I ?stupidly? said what I felt, and was verydirect with my fellow. “Oh dear!” said Aunt Edith. “That is most unfortunate, losing two seems ... You will take care of Hermione, I hope.”“That must be the reason I am always rescuing her,” Jake replied with a smile.“Yes,” said Aunt Edith nodding agreement. “That must be it. Now, how are the plans for the estate proceeding?”Jake explained that he would look over the land on the morrow, and then the surveyor, Mr Cattermole would be there on Saturday, and the three of them would go through everything. After that Jake. He looked up and grinned a little."You have a thing for Ralph Macchio do you?" No - I have a thing for Mr Miyagi" I laughed at my own joke."You could go with me if you like" David almost whispered. Wow! Had I heard right - was he asking asking me out on a date. I think I must have a gone a little red. "Only if you want to..." he added.I thought about it for all of two seconds. "I'd love to. Thanks" I replied.We agreed to meet at the Movies - it would save any interrogation I would get from my. Women who act like sluts expect to be treated like sluts. I should just be concerned about my own pleasure and not worry what Alice or any other cunt wanted. They wouldn't hold it against a guy if he was inconsiderate and would probably respect him all the more for treating them like the sluts they are. Thank you, Burton. I still think you're a dick but I'm grateful to you anyway. I felt much happier as I continued fucking the woman beneath me."That feels so nice, Eric. I think I'm going to.