She was sexy enough to turn me on even though I wasn't gay. I'm just a little...bicurious. "I heard you and your boyfriend just broke up. Weren't you...dating for like a year?" she asked. "Fifteen months. I broke up with him just a few weeks ago because he started smoking pot all the time and wouldn't make the time for me," I answered. "I just got out of a relationship too. Eight months with him but he's not my type," she said. "I understand." "I know we just met but can I tell you why he's not. “Hang on a minute. I’ll be right back,” she said. Bev quickly returned with a blue bottle and started to massage lotion from it into my still hardening cock. “Before anything. Tell me what you have been feeling after I ran my finger down your cock,” Bev asked. “OK. I didn’t really feel anything except your initial touch on my cock. You went into the bathroom and I closed my eyes. I’m not sure why I closed my eyes. It was like a bit of a day dream. A very vivid day dream. I was. Tyler was sincere. Sixteen-year-olds fall in love, too, and at that moment, I felt like I had loved him the moment I saw him. I pulled my arm from between us and stroked his back. We grew quiet. In the panicky scenarios that played out in my head, even the one where my dad kicked me out from our house didn't scare me. I had Tyler. "I love you, too." I said. "And I've never fallen in love before." Me either." Tyler's head jerked up. "You'll still want to do this, right? I mean, what we did last. For reasons only she understood Rebecca has allowed Dad a lot of influence on how everyone in that household dresses. So Rebeccas, Maricel and Mom came with us wearing fishnet thigh high stockings, mini skirts, visible garter belts and halter tops. Honestly they looked like hookers. And don't think otherwise, all of them loved it, although I heard whispers of outrage when Dad stuck his fingers in Rebecca's pussy and fingered her to orgasm in the middle of the show. He was kissing Rebecca at the.