Kari spoke up and said, “I can go in my room if you guys want to talk.”“No,” I said, “stay here with me.”“So are you going to offer me s...me wine,” he said nicely.“I guess,” I responded, “then you are on your own, okay?”“Okay, no problem,” he replied.“I’ll get some more wine,” said Kari, “be right back.” I couldn’t stop feeling like Jeremy had something going on. I didn’t like the fact that he followed us home and I couldn’t stop feeling mad and violated by him for doing that.“I’m a little mad. They live in shadow and we in the now.Is this why others do not speak the human speech, only I who am myself so much with shadow?I think again that I wish that Kitik is with me and I may speak these things to him.Jason is not here much of the time. He tells me that in the time he is not here he goes often to see Kitik and that Kitik is growing well again, but he says it must take time so that the hurt does not come to Kitik again.But many times the light above comes, and many times it goes. To date I hadn't decided what I wanted to do with my life and part of that had been a reluctance to take a chance with girls. I'd seen what happened to my friends when they were shot down after plucking up the courage to ask a girl out and I didn't want that to happen to me.Thinking about it now I realised that in most cases the result was a foregone conclusion, the nerd propositioning the cheerleader wasn't going to work. On those occasions when the guy had asked a girl who had the same sort. While her thumbs slid up the lower surface, pulling the loose skin over the shaft just a little, her fingertips were dancing on the opposite side, pressing and sliding, gathering my full attention. Her fingers milked still more liquid from the tip of my cock, spilling gently over both of us, and she used the lubrication to my advantage, forming her hand around me, and sliding it quickly up and down the shaft, just hard enough, and just fast enough to make me gasp."Not yet," she whispered,.