She sighed softly, shook her head, and looked back up at James, "Right. Truce?"He shook his head, "Peace, not truce."She frowned, "Truce until I know ...ou're not a shithead manipulative bastard, and then maybe peace."He nodded, "Okay, truce until I know you're not a self-centered egotistical man-hating bitch, and then maybe peace."They glared at each other. Then, simultaneously, she said "Bastard!" as he said "Bitch!"The rest of us started laughing. After a moment, so did they."Well," Mindy said. Her tan lines were distinctive at her waist too, with her ass and pubis all a bright white, with only slightly darker, curly pubic hair peeking around the thong. Suddenly I felt Marjorie take me in her mouth and I looked back. She stared up at me, her steel blue eyes drawing me to her. I could see her cheeks puff in and out as she moved and sucked me, her tongue doing impossibly delightful things over and around the head of my cock. I could feel the pressure building and knew I was about to. It turns out it’s pretty hard to undo them while holding a large pair of testicles, and it doesn’t seem to have occurred to him to swap them to the other hand. Sweat beads on his reddening face and he glances furtively up and down the corridor. He hesitates, swallowing a couple of times before, incredibly, putting the large rubber balls between his teeth. He goes to work on the remaining cufflink as a “ding” signals the arrival of the elevator.The bell boy’s footsteps approach and stop:“Is. The girl in the story may be 5 feet 1inch height and this happened 2 years backI was having a best friend who is girl with whom i share all my sad and all feelings. We love each other as friends and no other thoughts for us. One day when I was talking to her, other girl prompting by giving answers to my questions like that. This continued for another 2 or 3 days.Later she got my number from her and messaged me. At the starting it was just formal messages daily like good morning and good.