Also had I of planned it right, I could have met up with a guy from the internet, and traded blowjobs with him, but instead I'm stuck here on my own.Y...ah I'm bisexual, have been since I was 18. I'm 21 now. Nobody in my life actually knows it though, since they'd never understand. I want to tell them, but how do you walk up to your Dad and tell him that you enjoy having sex with men when he uses the term fag as an insult almost every day. My Mom might be the only one who could understand, but. She wanted us to have our own little witch and insisted that we name the baby Samantha. It was a good idea. In both of our cultures, child naming followed two patterns—the names of saints and the names of family members. That also makes it easy to track people. I talked to Little Joe on a regular basis and once a month I took the South Shore Line into Chicago.Ostensibly, it was to meet Little Joe and head up to our Reserve Training Camp for the weekend. The trips often extended a few days to. A grassy field spread before them, the King's forces, DEBUG_HERO's father, spread between two hills overlooking the approach to the city. The capital's towers shined in the morning rays as the night gave way to a new day, a day that by its end KINGDOM_TITLE's banners will fly from the tops of those towers once again. The walls were busy with troop movement, all in black colours of EVIL_EMPIRE, ramparts and battlements ready for the upcoming battle."We will crash them, we will kill them, we will. Every time the doors opened, and the people in the elevator moved, she would wiggle, sending shivers up my spine.I wanted all the other people to get off the elevator, so I could press Liv against the wall and grind on her. Maybe it was because she was teasing me, but my thoughts about her got more explicit with every floor. I wanted to grab her hips and pull her hair. I wanted to put my cock between her thighs so every movement would stimulate her, too. I wanted to feel a damp patch and hear.