He'd come andwatch something the Drama club put on, or he'd talk me into coming to agame and joining the team afterward.The opinion of most of his tea...mates was "If the Tank says Jay's okay,then Jay's okay." So even Marcus got the hint and laid off me.Anybody in my shoes would have liked Thomas. He was strong, smart, kind,funny, and his teammates respected him.But the more time I spent around him, the more I realized I didn't justlike him.I was falling for him.Finally, after one game's victory. ” “No! You will head back to the hotel even before I wake up! Please Daddy. I need to talk to you.” I continue. I take a step forward closer to my father. “Baby, it’s late. You’ve school tomorrow and I have work. Why don’t we sleep first?” He insists. “Do you hate me Daddy?” I ask with my voice now straining with emotions. “No! I don’t hate you Baby! God! I would never hate you!” “Then why are you ignoring me and why are you always busy with stuff and why is it that I don’t see you anymore. She was biting her own lip hard, an intermittent tiny squelching noise from her slippery pussy being the only sound she was making.Mary had touched herself before, especially during a summer a couple of years ago, when she was sharing a room with her beautiful cousin Suzanne (without the other girl ever realising she was masturbating in the bed next to hers). But this was different. Her clit had never felt this hard, this big and swollen. She couldn’t decide what made her horiner, May’s flushed. “Crash here, it’ll be a bunch of fun.”It was a bunch of fun, walking around the city, taking a cruise on the lake, dinner at the perfect restaurant… all that was missing was being able to touch her like a lover, kiss her, tell her what I felt. I enjoyed the day, but was frustrated to be with such a gorgeous creature and not be able to just take her in my arms and… well, just take her.Sitting opposite her vibrant and lovely face over dinner was torturous. Seeing those expressive indigo eyes.