She held out her hand and said, “Hi, I’m Angela Gordon.” I shook her hand and said, “I’m Sarah...” and she finished my sentence for me wit..., “Garner. I know. You share a room with Gloria. I went to high school with her.”I guess I failed at concealing my feelings because Angela said with a smile, “You’re right. She’s a snobbish jerk. I was coming to this college anyway so I figured knowing a few people in advance would be a plus. That was fucked up thinking.”I couldn’t hold back a little giggle.. He returned stroking, this time burying his penis as deeply in me as he could, and then abruptly stopped. I watched lustfully over my shoulder, out of the corner of my eye, as he thoroughly wetted his left thumb in his mouth. I closed my eyes slowly when I saw his hand move down toward my pubes. I felt his slippery thumb push in along the underside of his buried penis into my waiting pussy. I moaned softly when I felt his thumb wiggle about and tease the underside of my clitoris. He began slow. ..sometimes watch a movie and have dinner together. Later on down the road..were still best friends..Now..he is sixteen and i fourteen. We were sitting in my room one day...when my dad came home early..and called me downstairs..he had an "anger attack" which is what we called it...and..hit me a few times...i came back upstairs and locked my door when he was done...Chris..so upset...I smiled though..threw the pain and whispered * Come on kidd....cheer up.* he smiled soon after and we went. After all, if it were not for him, I would have never met and married William. I slipped from the bed and made my way over to the wash basin. ‘Oh Jane, there is no need to fuss. Father will just have to wait. I’m sure that he is well aware that a lady needs more than a couple of minutes to ready herself.’ I sat down at the vanity table and began brushing the tangles out of my hair. Meanwhile, Jane continued to whirl around the room, gathering my clothing and ribbons. After I had finished my.