" Guess I forgot to say that I had pulled out my dick too and I could see that he was gazing at my package while I looked at his. We were admiring eac... other obviously. I pulled back my foreskin, exposing my wet glistening glans and give it a shake or two."Mmmm, nice," he says. "Want to try it?" "Yes, please." "Go for it," I say. He reaches over and takes hold of my cock. He strokes it slowly, base to tip. Then he pulls back my foreskin and strokes backwards. He repeats this several times. I am. “All I know is Courtney told Donnell to stay away from you. That you were catching feelings and becoming obsessed. She said if Donnell didn’t want no ‘Fatal Instinct’ situation, he needed to avoid you at all costs. She told him you were crazy.”I broke down and cried while working. Thank goodness it was near the end of my shift. I was depressed and fuming. What gave Courtney the right?! How could she do this to me? This was the last straw. I wasn’t sure what to do but she could bet it. I counted off my points on my fingers. It is also a fact that you let Michael between your legs only right after returning from here. It is a fact that the days of the exile fall almost exactly one week before your period, the time that you would be ovulating and most fertile. I chuckled. Steve has been bragging for years about his Little Liza, the married little slut who he gets pregnant every time he can manage it. He even had me pick up the present he had made for her- a gold charm anklet. "No," my mom said, talking to Julie and Trish as though I wasn't in the room. "At his age, I'd been a manager for five years." "He's got a lot of catching up to do!" Julie quipped.I left the kitchen, only to hide behind the door to eavesdrop. There was a pause in the conversation until Trish changed the subject.“Oh Susan, I’m so jealous!” Trish said while sipping her wine. Forget the social stigma, if Mark were my brother, I’d dump my husband for him as well!”I briefly turned my head to see.