I told them you were justsensitive but of course they were right."She had walked to the side of the bed and was staring me in the face."To think I let...you fuck me with that little dick." I must have lookedshocked, maybe even hurt. "You don't think... you don't think your dickis actually big do you!?!"I didn't know how to respond. Was this a rhetorical question? Iconsidered her statement in my mind. No, I never considered my dickbig. I mean, I'm a realist. I've seen men's penises at the gym. But, physically, I did get done what was expected of me." If you're not too tired, Edward, we'd like to talk to you about something." Sure, right now is fine. I feel too wired to sleep for a while yet." This whole endeavor, that Ellen and I have been more than happy to help with has been fairly costly. We are certainly not broke as you know, but your father's money will not be used for any of this. You know how I feel about that. But the dates and dinners as well as dance lessons and etceteras. I was rubbing the inside of her thigh and she kept getting closer and closer to me. Finally I kissed her and she kissed me back even deeper. Our tongues were tangled, our lips were moist and warm. I ran my hands through her hair, she grabbed my ass.I opened my eyes briefly to see my friend watching us making out having a great view of her thong sticking out the back of her pants. I reached down and pulled it up a little bit more, she moaned loudly as her panties pulled against her clit. . "He wouldn't take any pills until he saw you and he's in pain." Josh, I'm here," I said. "I'm with you, buddy." Brian. Whitney. They jumped us when I took her home about four. I never even saw more than a shadow. They hit me with something and all I heard was Denise scream. That cop," he pointed over my shoulder, "he said she was dead. What am I going to do? She can't be dead. Please go tell them she can't be dead." Fuck! Josh was a mess. He had bandages on his head and one arm was in a cast..