“I like ‘Penelope’.” He replied with a huge grin. God, he has an amazing smile. “Are all of these books for you?” “Oh, yes. Sorry, I’... a bit of an avid reader. My life is pretty boring, filled with school and my part-time job. So, books help to fill in the gaps. And I like the fact that when you read, you are able to escape from reality, delving into a different world completely—” Penelope stopped herself before continuing. What the hell am I doing? Why am I telling this stranger about how. And now I know the difference! So, let's try it on the couch."We stripped, and I sat Sue on my lap. We kissed, we fondled, we got ourselves hot and ready. Then I sat her on the edge of the couch, and knelt in front of her."Let's try it this way," I said, putting my cock into her eager cunt."That's not what I need, love," she protested. "It's what I want, sure. But I need it up the ass. Then I can go to work feeling safe." What we'll do is this... a normal fuck, until I get near the edge. Then I. “I don’t know,” I said. “Right now I just want to take a nap.”She looked miffed. “You don’t want to see these again?” She cupped her breasts.I looked at her. “You know very well how much I want to see them again,” I said. “I just don’t want to O-D.”She laughed. “Okay, sport. Maybe later. You might have to beg me, though.”I looked her dead in the eye. “I know how much you want to show them to me again,” I said.She blinked. Her eyes got wary.“You really are growing up ... you know that?”“You have. No better." That isn't true. They have everything, well physically everything they could ever want." I am telling you kid, that ain't true. Look at me. Do I have some model looks? Do I look like Hugh Jackman or whatever that queers name is? No, I have a pug face, hair all over my body, popeye arms, barrel chest and gut but I have attitude. I get what I want." Right, I don't have an attitude. I just want to be a nice guy, is there something wrong with that?" More power to ya' kid, but don't let.