I was filled with a sense of dread as I entered the home. Mr johnson was an asshole. everybody who grew up here knows it, and even though i was 18 he ...till creeped me out quite a bit. I swallowed as I took out my phone and started recording."it's fucking dark in this house"one part of the bet is i have to record myself doing it so my friends know I actually made it to his bed room.I open the laundry room door and make my way into the hall. The place is empty, if it wasn't for a pair of shoes by. She expertly sucked him and cupped his balls with her hands. She drew back and sucked his balls, making him wound his fingers tightly in her hair. She grazed her teeth on his shaft and tightened her lips around him. Zack’s body started to tremble and he pulled away from her. ‘I won’t last, Kathy,’ he muttered as he pulled Kathy back into his arms. ‘Come under the shower,’ Zack said as he positioned Kathy before him, facing the warm water. ‘Let me wash you,’ whispered Zack against her ear as he. “I’m meeting her to go shopping!” she exulted into my ear while my arms automatically pulled us together.All too soon Friday arrived and I broke another rule by phoning her. I hadn’t been able to find anyone to go to the party with her, because the skateboarders were in other schools and nobody in my little network knew them. It was an issue.She’d come round the previous evening but I didn’t have the feeling I’d really got through to her. She’d been too busy telling me all about skateboarding. The sexual attraction was nearly overpowering – the pheromones seemed to be working overtime, all the time – but I was a mere bank management trainee trying to get through the branch teller segment of the training program and Dorothy was a member of management at the branch. Neither of us wanted to jeopardize the other’s reputation and career. Looking back, the episode in my teller station Monday afternoon had been impulsive and risky, but since then we had been very careful about our behavior.