“Don’t be afraid, David,” she continued as she gently grasp my hand and pulled it toward her belly. She looked directly into my eyes before she...spoke again. “It was very nice. Besides, do I look upset to you?”No, she didn’t. In fact, if anything, it looked like her idle speed just went way up. I was still at a loss as I looked haphazardly from her face to her tits to the floor. I didn’t know where my eyes should be or what the rest of me should do either. Except for one place. Captain. It's been pretty intense for you, I can tell. Are you okay so far?" Yes. They aren't easy questions to answer, especially when I'm trying to answer something about my feelings or beliefs. I'm not sure I've told the absolute truth about some things." Don't worry about that. It's natural to find that my probing is going to hit some sensitive areas. Just be as honest as you can and over time the facts will reveal themselves in one way or another."We sat and chatted about college life for a few. .. nowhere to go, no help from nobody! Me, I'm real comfy, and watching my TV shows, as his nose is jammed into my asshole, while I fart endlessly... you like the sound of that, my man? Better be serious though. cause I do not like to be disappointed, and I get real EVIL when I'm disappointed! We clear on that?" When can you start, Ma'am?" was all I said, and jotted down a figure on a piece of paper. She examined it, said "That's fair!" and told me to bring in her stuff, and put her car in. I knew my friends could find the answer quicker than I ever could have."I love it when a plan comes together," I said to no one in particular. "Jesse, my friend, you are a genius." I clapped him on the shoulder as I stood and walked away from the table.Olivia Eastman was the school bad girl. She smoked, rode her motorcycle to school, and, as any gossipmonger could tell you, slept with anyone and everyone she had ever dated. Olivia was the first girl in our class to develop boobs, and it didn't.