‘Absolutely.’ ‘Mutual respect is very important in a relationship,’ he said piously, making me roll my eyes. He started making breakfast, so I...let him concentrate and snagged the notebook. He quirked an eyebrow at me, but didn’t object. Flipping open the cover, I stared at the first sketch. A woman, I assume me, was lying on a bed, her body half covered by a sheet. My arm was stretched out, beckoning someone to come to me. My body language screamed desire. I looked back up at him in shock.. Carly was in tears and slapped Matt in Maths class right in front of Mr. Kendall, our Maths teacher. We all knew it was true because Carly told Matt that it was their secret. Matt told some other stories as well but I don’t believe him. He is such an asshole. Rumours are also flying round school that Debbie Farquharson and Kenny Archer have done it. But I don’t think it’s true either. Some of the boys in class have asked me if I am letting Scott ‘get some’. Boys can be such pricks. Immature,. He stopped next to the other and rolled down the passenger window. Need a ride somewhere? She was young. Maybe eighteen, but probably not yet, and she gaped at his car and then at him. Sure, thanks! she said, and he reached across the seat and opened the door for her. No problem. Where are you going? She dropped her head as he pulled away, making sure he kept his speed down this time. Nowhere. Anywhere. I dont know. You dont know where youre going? He grinned wider at this fortuitous turn. Without a word, she threw us both down on my bed and began to suck on my cock. I still had some of my manhood left; it felt about three inches long and my balls were more like marbles, but she got it as hard as it would ever get. Then, mounting me, she rode me like a stallion. Our boobs rubbed together, the friction of our nipples meeting was giving me more of a rush than her wet pussy bouncing up and down on my cock. I knew that soon I would be doing exactly what she was; it didn't scare.