He heard a knock on his front door and was forced to stop wondering about where she was, to answer it. He got to the door to find Stephanie, still in ...er striped blue cheerleaders uniform from school, at his door, She asked "May I come in", He responded with a "yes" almost before she asked. They quickly found themselves talking on the couch.She finally asked "Why are you always staring at me during class".He got a little embarrassed but responded with the truthful answer "Because you are. :)(amy_brett) Maybe I'll surprise the archivist then and start dumping stuff on him! *Hee hee* He already thinks we write too much and too long!(Lainie) "We"? TG authors?(amy_brett) Yeah and I guess we do!(*Anne-Mal) Yes, Amy is one of us!(amy_brett) There are many massive TG stories.(Lainie) But a lot of TG fiction is story, while a lot of Gay fiction is just sex! :)(amy_brett) That's what I told him! Can't just jump right to the BJ right? *Gag*(Lainie) Amy, you are one author who usually has. F slipped his arms around her for a soft hug.“The pleasure is all mine, Miss Cathy.” Mr. Firestone then turned to me and said, “I did not know that Dr. Welland was expecting you, tonight.”“She’s not. This is a spur of the moment visit,” I replied.“Should I buzz her apartment for you, or do you want to surprise her with your presence and present?” Mr. F asked with a grin on his face and a nod to the gift bag Cathy was carrying.“She is not entertaining Coach Clifford or anyone tonight, is she?” I. Now the pleasure that I was getting was unbearable for me. It seemed as if my whole body is floating in air as if soft balls of pleasure exploding inside me after sometime uncle stopped what’s wrong.I am trying to dry it but it’s not drying. If it won’t stop and keep coming here, it will never come out from its right place. Uncle was right. I was also feeling the same. The more he was trying to suck and dry with tongue the more liquid was being formed there inside my vagina. I got little.