Wondering what she thought of everything that had happened today.The sight of her triggered a thought. The reason he’d been angry even if I didn’t...understand why. You see, I’d finally caved to her not so subtle ongoing pressure to get me to go on a date with her. Could this be what set him off? I’d asked him about it months ago and he’d said he would prefer I not do it. And was confident even if I asked she would say no, I’d laughed at that. For the record, the final push that got me to ask. Deftly I quickly removed these to join her shorts without any trouble at all. Just before I went down on her, I thought that I'd better check that they had not changed their mind....no; not at all, they certainly hadn't, in fact I could see by their faces that they couldn't wait for me to start!I slid my arms between and under her wide opened legs, and hooked my hands over the top of her thighs, and pulled her legs apart as I zoned in on her shaved privates. When I got close to her moist pussy,. "We spent the day together at the class picnic. It was hard for us to keep our hands off each other but we didn't want to raise any eyebrows. That night was the dinner-dance. Once again we closed the place down. This time I invited her to my room for a nightcap. I had a balcony that looked out over the ocean."Okay, but you have to be good," she said teasingly."I promise to be as good as you want me to be." Why does it always have to be the girl?' Beka protested. "It's just not fair."We stood on. And quite honestly it's been downhill ever since.So, thank you very much for reminding me of that unhappy event and for pointing out that my life is nothing but a spiralling descent into failure.Is that how you get your kicks? Making girls cry? You are a complete and utter bastard, aren't you? And you expect me to solve your tiny, insignificant problem, well I think that it's obvious to both of us that isn't going to happen. Not if you go around treating people in such a heartless and uncaring.