I didn't and he had to form a response."I think you are the back-stabber," he hollered. "This promotion should have been mine but you sucked Henry's c...ck and got in front of me, you bastard!" I would never get between you and a man's cock, Howard," I calmly assured him. "You asked and I told you, now get the fuck out of my room or start the ball!"Howard was shocked that I had called his bluff. He looked at the others watching him and tried to bluster. His only goal was saving face."I'd kick you. If he knows you did it, you’ll be walking until you need a wheelchair. I’ll have to pay to get it fixed, that’s why you need money.”Morgan sat up, swung her legs over the edge of the bed, hope surged in her heart, “You’re going to take the blame for what I did?”“Sure, why not, I haven’t made dad mad in four or five months, it’s time.”Morgan launched herself from the bed and flew directly to her brother. She wrapped her arms around him and clutched to him as if he had just rescued her from a. .. I need you to come over. Gym shorts, no underwear. Tanktop," Ray told me. I agreed, changed as he directed and started down the street toward his house. I had butterflies in my stomach, as I usually did. I walked into his house and into the living room. There was Ray and Frank.Frank was a black guy that played football and basketball. He was about 6'3" 250 pounds, pure muscle. I had did his homework a few times my junior year and he was always cool with me. I was confused of why he was. ‘Done it?’ Jake messaged. ‘Y’ ‘What about panties?’ ‘Not wearing any’ ‘Naughty Amy’ ‘You know I’m not wearing panties. Your hands were right inside my shorts in the alley’ I chuckled; from the way his hands had groped me in the alley on our brief trip to the arcade, Jake knew full well I was naked under my shorts. ‘So they were J ’ he confessed. ‘Now who’s naughty’ I asked, chuckling. ‘So you are naked now?’ ‘Still wearing socks’ ‘Leave them on’ ‘Okay’ There was a brief pause. ‘I still want to.