Jughead also observed how close Reggie was acting towards Cricket but he suspected that he was up to his usual tricks and that this was all an act. He...figured that Reggie probably blackmailed poor Cricket into that date the other night, not yet realizing how far it went.He kept watching this odd couple and noticed that his cock was jerking to life in his swimtrunks as he recalled the great fuck session that they had had just a few days ago with her. He could remember clearly her fucking Hotdog. “I love you, too.” “You’re still doing that,” I whined. “So are you,” she grinned brightly. “Every time you say my name I hear you say ‘I love you.’ I like it.” “You know, you can be indescribably frustrating.” “Only when I’m right, and you know it, but you don’t want to admit it.” “By now, I would have thought you’d have learned I’m a pretty down-to-earth sort of guy,” I said, making the last-gasp effort to change her mind. “I know you are. Maybe that’s why I came into your life, to show you. He very much wanted to scan down and see what Susan’s semi-naked body really looked like but he still had very mixed feelings about whether or not it was ‘right’. He knew they both were not related to each at all but that was just a ‘technicality’. He still felt like her ‘real brother’ and she was still his ‘real sister’. Jack knew he would have to get over those feelings if he was to get through the next week with any kind of sanity but right now that was still too big a step to take.Once. But her story never left his mind, it kept unfolding in layer after layer until he could only marvel at her scope. And as time went on, and he fell deeper and deeper in love with her, there were times also when he could see his thread running through her narrative, sometimes broader, some times slimmer, sometimes invisible to his eye, but he trusted that he was always there, somewhere. And there were times when whole pages that begged to be read aloud passed across his lips, the sheer beauty of.