“There’s no way I can persuade you to leave, is there?”She met his glowing glare head-on. “No more than you could convince me to stop seeing J...reth.”“That’s a bad example,” he said. “He ended up breaking your heart.”She smiled back at him. “That makes it a perfect example. I will make my own choices, and if they turn out to be mistakes, I will live with the responsibility. But there is a simpler, much more practical reason you’re stuck with me.”He blinked. “What?”“I have been on the road for. We talked on; we talked of philosophy, life, love, the universe, and friendship.After a couple of hours, it was getting cold, and we went to our respective homes.Naomi was already in bed. As I climbed in, she turned to me; “Dave,” she said.“Yes?” I replied.“Thank you.” she said. “I feel better now. Tomorrow I’ll make it up to you.”The following day, when I returned from morning training, Naomi was not in the house. I took my shower, and lay down on my belly on the massage table to relax.I. Oh man, it looked like a good one.How long would this take her, realistically? Ten minutes? Fifteen? It took her a while to get all the way there, but no way had she ever lasted longer than half an hour. Once she finished, she would call Marie and invite her over and pretend she hadn't seen her phone until then.It's January in Ann Arbor, Michigan, Kat... Marie is going to be cold, nowhere to go, crying...Bah. Marie has heat in her car. Besides, she couldn't be a very good friend, all frustrated. He was talking about young guys who enjoyed a wank with a finger up their bums. Now I was so horny I just had to see how good it felt. I just couldn't relax enough to really do it but because of the naughtiness of it all I still came, rubbing my ass with one hand, the other on my cock. Still feeling horny and still hard, yes a typical teen boy, I had an urge I had never even contemplated. I scooped up some of my cum and whilst sitting back in the chair, I started to rub my own cum around my.