Tara – his first – finally came to her senses and understood what she'd done to him and kept trying to find ways to make it up to him, not at all ...nderstanding that there IS no way to make up something like that. Her desperate need to forgive herself lead to her hounding Joe."And, nice guy that he was, he couldn't make her leave him alone. The fact that he was still in love with her made it especially difficult. Add to all that the fact that he just didn't know why she'd done it – her. We had our first long conversation. We avoided the heavy topics, such as if anyone ever found out about us. Instead we focused on each other’s dreams and ambitions. Our hobbies, favorite foods. We laughed, and joked about a lot of things. We conversed and it seemed like our ages were not at all a factor. The most serious of our conversations were about my previous relationships. “So earlier, you said that was the best blow job you’ve ever had.” “Yes.” . He would say it just a joke. He informed me that baseball practice would be today after school. As I got to my last period of the day, I went to get dressed for it. I went to the same locker, and that kid was standing at his locker with a black eye and fat lip. I looked over at him, I told him I was sorry. He reached his hand out and took it and shook his hand. He said since we got off on the wrong foot, my name is Rob. I told him my name. I got dressed and walked out with him to the gym. We. She sauntered over to him, put a foot on the bed and adjusted her beige stockings. His mouth drooled as he saw her pussy open up while she played with the stockings. She stuck a finger into her cunt, and pulled out some juices, then walked over to her lover and let him lick her fingers."You are gorgeous," he said hoarsely. She stripped his pants off, his cock springing to attention."Remember my love, I'm a whore, but I am yours and yours alone. I cleaned myself real good. My ass is all yours,".