I mean a hunk. This dude was built like a brick shithouse. His muscles had muscles."You're too late, William," Jennifer said. I had a feeling the guy ...ust go by Will or Bill the way Jennifer said his name. "This is my boyfriend, Brian. Now be nice." Apparently William didn't understand that phrase."This? This is the little queer from that cooking show? Look, Jennifer. No wonder you're a lesbo. He couldn't satisfy you." Why do they always go for that line? He was so lame, but I could also see. "He stopped me with another kiss. I fell into him that night, knowing we would have a passionate relationship eventually. I sometimes made the mistake of doing too much too soon. This time I would be careful and not jump him immediately. Although I considered myself plain, not fancy, my sexual side was with me every day. Beneath my clothes I always wore the sexiest lingerie. A small portion of every pay check went towards something silky or scanty: a burgundy bra, seamed stockings, a lacy. I stepped inside, and immediately noticed Miss Smith in a swivel chair, with her back to me, listening to an mp3 player. I stepped closer, trying to make as much noise as possible, so as I wouldn’t startle her, but she didn’t hear me. As I neared her, I heard a faint moan, as she arched her back. One of her hands went to her breast, under her shirt, and from my angle, I could guess the other was up her skirt that would usually come down past knee level. “Uuh, miss?” I uttered, unsure of what. . (CUTOFF)haha start being gay again. Night went on as usually me laying on her bed with her next to me on her laptop. We went downstairs about 2 hours into the night my mom saying it was okay for me to stay the night and we started watching a movie. It was stupid so I made jokes about it, she just blurted outEAT ME okay she did something i did not expect, immediatly ripping off her sweatpants, Which at first i though was a joke until i saw her take off her boxers too (yes she wears boxers).