I had tried loving him, mentoring him, encouraging him, giving him ideas and examples, and he just didn’t seem to want to put forth any effort. Ess...ntially, Brian was lazy. Short on effort. Scared of rejection or failure. Or maybe he just thought the world would be handed to him on a platter while he sat around playing the X-Box and smoking weed. At any rate, it had to end. A little background. I’m Allen, 29 y/o gay white dude…regular masculine guy…firefighter/paramedic for a large, urban. I have something for you.I jumped off my couch, expecting something ‘BIG,’ and walked to her. As I reached her, she brought her hand out towards me with a closed fist.She said: Well, I should pay you something for that beautiful massage, right? Don’t tell anyone. Here’s your reward, boy. But make sure you return it back after its use.I raised my hand, and she dropped the thing she was holding. Fucking hot, it was her panty that she was wearing. Yeah. It was the same red panty she was wearing,. She some how managed to keep from falling and dumping the tray. Instead the spoons rattled on the tray as she swung to prevent them all from falling.“Ah… Mister President,” the professor said looking back at the young blonde, “Can she be trusted?”“If you are wondering if she will betray us to the NSDAP,” Hindenburg said in his heavy Prussian accent, “Rest assured, even if she wanted to, she knows they would kill her for her choice in girlfriends… Come in dear. Tell me who did you ask out for a. -Ashley was a gymnastics girl. During some of the practices she would attract the guys by doing some stretches or flips where you know all the guys were thinking the same thing: "Damn, I would loooove to fuck her."Dani was a little different. I think she's pretty well-known for her insanely short shorts and skirts she likes to wear to practices. All the guys at the practices can basically tell what she could look like without them on... They barely cover anything. But the weird thing was that.