I saw her pretty round face, large scared eyes, full lips, small nose. She was very pretty. The woman asked me a question, and I could not understand ... word. So I improvised, and told her my name, Caesar, or rather my nickname. She told me hers, yet I could not pronounce the French version so I shortened it to Sam.Sam took her hands and arms from her face, sitting up as much as that large desk allowed. Then she smiled at me! So you may ask? Well, after the deaths of friends and the agony of. We had no privacy in the house we lived; we all share the same room. My bed was the biggest bed and was all the way in the back of the room. I had a queen size bed because I roll all over when I sleep. One day I woke up earlier than usual and found Gisele in bed next to me. I was surprise to see her next to me, so I got up and went on with my daily morning workout which consisted of a half mile run and a 25 minutes of strength training. I got back everyone was awake and doing their daily. They want one thing. Maybe two, but they don't include making a girl feel special. The world doesn't revolve around their penis. I hope college is different." Oh baby girl, it's worse. Guys don't learn that until girls like you knock them down a couple of pegs. Then, eventually, they get it. But, in the meantime, you have lost out on all those experiences. Believe it or not, guys are deeper than just one or two things. Their egos, for instance, while large, are fragile," he confided.She. She leaned back against the wall as Chris continued to rub her clit."You like that?" he asked gruffly, his voice coated with lust and desire.Rebecca didn't reply but brought his mouth to hers again, wanting to feel more of him inside of her. Chris got the memo and slowly began to insert his middle finger into her wet pussy, but it barely went in and was a tight fit."Damn... Becca...you're so damn tight," he managed to get out before he could help himself from kissing her again.Becca writhed on.