So, yeah, here I was. Sitting in my apartment waiting for my phone to ring. I'd been going to interviews the entire week, and about half of them would...call me today if I got the job.One of them in particular stood out for me, because it was a paid internship! I'd be getting $5000, if I saved, I could actually live comfortably for a couple months after it ended. Then I could find a real job knowing I won't starve to death.My phone started to ring shortly after, and it seemed like I got into two. She leaned down and kissed me, then rose up causing our union to separate. My limp cock flopped wetly against my belly as she cupped her hand over her sex.I watched as she trotted to the bathroom, her sweet, round ass jiggling with each step. A few minutes later I heard the flush of the toilet and then the water running in the sink.Rosalia came out with a washcloth and I looked down at my limp cock. I noticed the spend that had leaked out was tinged with red. Did I hurt her? Was she on her. The second week of July came, and it was the night of the party. My friend that called me and invited me came over before the party. Luckily it was about a 15 minute walk from my house. We walked there. It was a nice house, with an inground pool. Everyone was drinking, there had to be at least 30 people there. Once everyone was drunk, there were people skinny dipping in the pool, loud music playing, it was a good time. The guy that was hosting the party's parents weren't home for the weekend. I. He approached Javonnie and leaned over and spoke for several minutes to Javonnie, who inquired if there was anything he could do. To which Rayne replied, ‘Yes, enjoy this night and the rest of your life, friend, I wish you both only good things.’ As Rayne and Gabriella rode through the streets of London in the security of his carriage, there was silence in the carriage. Tears continued to flow freely from Gabriella’s eyes and Rayne continued to feel absolutely powerless to stop them. Finally in.