As he left his childhood and now adult room and tromped down stairs to the kitchen, he again lamented the fact that he was laid off at the local freig...tliner factory. If those corporate pencil pushers would have paid me more I could have afforded a better car and still would be working. I still can't believe I was "let go" because I had been ten minutes late one too many times. That job as crappy as it was, was all I had in my life. He mumbled tohimselfWhile munching away on the only cereal his. I fumbled to get his fucking stiff cock from his trousers, but I was not going to let him take control again. It popped out and I was on it like a banshee, like a cock crazy whore, no gentle tease, licking etc , but straight down my throat as far as I could get it, I was choking, he liked that, and held my head down, but not as firmly as before. You dont get the same range of flavours on your taste buds when it is down your throat.Anyway I don’t think I had ever managed to get something down as. “Well, I am at work now, but you could come by and pick me up around 6:00? I do not have a car, so it would be hard to meet you someplace else.”“Okay, where do you work?” And she gave him the address.Bob continued, “ Okay, I will see you about 6:00, I drive a black Ford Ranger truck.”“Okay, I will see you then.” And she hung up the phone.Bob had two hours before he had to pick her up, so he turned on the TV and watched a movie called Real Genius. When it came time to go, he turned off the TV. “Ok, so it’s my turn now”, she said with a devious smile, about to get her revenge. “Would you rather tell me what the Mandy thing is about, or get mercilessly tickled for ten minutes?” she asked.I locked up for a moment. Telling her about my cousins was unthinkable. If she ever found out what I had let them do to me, how far I had fallen, she’d never talk to me again. But I was really, really ticklish. Unbearably so. In fact that was one of the things my cousins delighted in doing to me:.