”“You got a tough li’l mouth on you. I suggest you chill out!”“Did you want anything else?”“You know what. Forget it.”With that Aren s...ormed off.Over the course of the semester, Aren was assigned to morning detention by Coach Boone a couple of times. One day Quincy tried to reach him again, “Do you like waking up early?”“No,” Aren rolled his neck.“Neither do I,” yawned the sexy new father.“Then don’t.”“I keep waking up because you’re disrespectful.”“No. You keep waking up because you give me. Gently, I put my lips on hers. Immediately, her tongue meets mine, her mouth opens to welcome my kiss. Our hands move to our respective heads, caressing our respective hair, deadlocking us in a deep deep kiss. Our breathing is heavy, like if this kiss was more important, more vital than filling our lungs with air.It lasts forever. When one of us gives the slightest hint he would leave, the other deepens his kiss, grabs the head of his lover with more passion.Now we're looking at each other,. Though I liked girls, I was shy and did not have a girlfriend. The truth be known, at that point in time, I had too many guy things to do and didn’t feel the need for a girlfriend. It was the summer of 1974. One of the older guys I hung out with had gotten married. and he and his wife ( Jody ) moved into a small house just a couple blocks down the street from where I lived. Jody was 19, shoulder length blond hair, green eyes and quite attractive. Dressed, she appeared to have a nice ass,. We were both caught up in the hum of the machine, each of us experiencing sexual gratification from the vibration outpouring of the electric engine, my bare hand holding his warm cock against to top two feet from my own stimulated clitoris, 'Lets fuck', I screamed, but as I submitted to my lusting his hot semen spurted from between my manicured fingers, he was cumming and so much semen, sweet and salty, like some oriental sauce for the palate of a sexually frustrated female, my aching for him.