He sat me on the couch with my legs splayed over the top of the back and the other over the front braced on a foot, spreading me for his tongue. As ex...ected from kissing him, his lips kissed me down below as exquisitely as they had above. I was squirming in no time, my bottom wriggling like a worm on a hook, thrusting my hips against his lips. Whimpering softly, I climaxed, coating his chin with my release. He lapped at my nectar, bringing me close to another before his time ended. I was. Brownhair, fat-ass. The bane of Butters' existence and his best friend. Hecould make Butters do and think anything.It was an ordinary Tuesday, and Butters treated it no differantly. Ashe skipped closer to the bus stop, he noticed only Cartman there. "HeyEric, where are the fellas?" "Oh Butters thankgod. I need you to dosomething..." Oh hamburgers, he thought, this can't be good. "Well,sure Eric, what is it?" "I need you to give me a dollar for the bus."This happened nearly everyday, so Butters. You look beautiful honey. Y'all have fun. And, Jim, have her home by midnight." Yes, sir."With that we headed to my truck. I helped her in and shut the door then walked to my side and climbed in myself. "Hey, Ashlyn," I said leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. "Jim, I have been so horny." Me too, Ashlyn. So does your dad always let you stay out until 12 on a first date?" Nope, I just told them how much I enjoyed being with you and how much different you are than all the other guys. Like. There issomething about all the stylish and feminine clothes that sends me off onwondrous daydreams. I probably should have been even more depressed atseeing all the wonderful things I would, in all likelihood, never get towear, but I didn't. Maybe I'm an optimist, or just a hopeless dreamer.It was on one particularly depressing weekday morning off from work, thatI departed for the mall with no clue that my life was about to go in anunimaginable direction. The trip to the mall went as it.