. I WANT to throw you down, tear off your clothes and do it. I really do ... but I KNOW I'm not supposed to be doing that with you ... because ... wel..., because ... you see ... it's not done. That's why."I let her have time to think through what she'd just said."But..." she immediately began to waiver, as I knew she would. "I wouldn't be offended if you were ... just a little ... you know ... interested."The last word came out unlike the rest of her sentences. When she said it was Ok for me to. We fell on floor in a tangle with mymakeshift nightshirt up around my waist. I struggled to break away fromTyler's grip but the was too strong. He forced me onto my back andpinned my arms. I could feel the cold floor against my bare thighs andthrough my panties. I wiggled my hips trying to work the nightshirt downleaving me less exposed."Fucking chill, dammit," he hissed. "I'm not going to fight with you." "Let me go!" I cried. "If I do, will you listen to what I have to say?"I nodded. He. I started to feel her boobs pressing it I pressed it so hard she cried out”aahhhh”. I removed the buttons on her gown and two melons sprang out I licked it plying with her nipples biting it .she stood up removed her gown revealing her voluptuous figureI asked her to be on her knees she obeyed and I took out my tool and asked her to give me a blowjob and she asked what that was. I then forced her to open her mouth and I put my dick in it which is about 61/2 inches and frankly I have a sensitive. I even took Home Economics and joined a couple of clubs just to be near her. Yet, she never loved me. I was just her friend. Someone she could never fall in love with. She loved some jerk who went to a private school and whose daddy was rich enough to buy him a brand new Mercedes convertible and anything else he wanted, including the girl I loved. When she came into my shop, I didn’t even recognize her at first. She had on lots of make-up, was wearing dark sunglasses and had a scarf draped over.