One Saturday I got a chance to talk with her. Her smiles itself making me horny and I didn’t express her.I told few funny incidents and make her smi...e.We became friends but cannot stay in touch since she doesn’t know texting. I talked whenever we are alone.We became friends to such an extent that she will come to my room without any permission. I also gifted her once with a foreign chocolate which I got from my friend.Once I was jerking seeing a porn in my laptop. It was a Tamil porn in which. If your parents find out, they'll kill him. They'll take his car away from him." Yep." I said, making no move to help her, a smile forming on my face. "They sure will."Though Theresa, whom Greg had been dating about four months, always went out of her way to be nice to me, Greg certainly never had. He was self-centered and always scheming. He was, in short, an asshole. He delighted in teasing me in front of his or my friends, calling me a pussy, a faggot, or claiming he caught me jacking off to. " Susan whispered softly."He's wearing me out; he can still go for more. At least Ash has her mother to help with Mark, what is it with guys at this age anyway?" Sandy asks."The survival of the species, young men can have sex three times a day. Guess its nature's way of making sure we move forward and not become extinct." Susan replied in her typical doctor's explanation."You mean they can fuck all day.” Sandy says. "That's pretty much true." Susan softly replies.She just can't take her eyes. Each time it failed to complete the task. The steel workers laughed and hollered, “Come in already, Carl!” Every night at approximately eleven fifteen, Carl Rhodes walked fourteen blocks to the diner, then waivered for a few moments, unsure whether to enter, or return home. He often tried the door, hoping it wouldn’t open. Carl believed if he wasn’t supposed to be there, the door would simply refuse him entrance. The regulars were so used to Carl’s frustrating condition, they simply hollered.