Back at Amy’s apartment, we listened to records and drank sherry. I browsed her books. Everything David Foster Wallace had written, for one. I comme...ted that I hated Jonathan Franzen’s new book and could not finish it. She said she’d liked it.We played ‘Never Have I Ever.’Me: “Never have I ever had any sort of romantic contact with someone of the same sex.”Nope. No fingers down.Her: “Never have I ever had sex on my parent’s bed.”Nope. All fingers remained up.Me: “Never have I ever…received. "Kiss me," he ordered and, twisting her head a bit more, the girl strained to reach his mouth with her own. Thrusting his tongue between the girl's soft, trembling lips, he explored the warm, moist interior of her mouth while his finger found and pressed on her sensitive anal bud. Her hips quivered with tension as she felt him guiding his penis between her ass cheeks and then he broke off the kiss."Lower your shoulders, dear. Rest your head on the carpet," and obediently she did as she was. “Ah, you’re doing great, baby.” I was getting hard and aroused. Her wet panty can be felt by my thighs due to gentle frictions under the blanket.Ria: Looks like someone is gaining his strength! (With a naughty smile and lusty expression) Ah, you like it, babe! Should I do it hard? Tell me. (smooching)Me: Please, don’t stop. I love dry humping and grinding, yeah, baby. Fuck me like I’m your slave, Aaah.I grabbed her cheek and pulled her to kiss, but she said, “Open your mouth,” and she spits. I was, when I was little, teased for being what I was. So, I decided to hide it, pretend not to care." She paused again before continuing. "And when you pretend as long as I did, and when you are exposed to doubts and doubters, anyone with half a brain is going to question, and I did. My parents tried, but peer pressure is powerful. They worked during the day, and I wasn't supervised. I started to drink, use some d**gs—nothing serious, just some pot—" Nathan's eyes widened, "Really?" Yeah..