Unfortunately, Lisa had been better than Barb. There was just something about Lisa. When we had sex, in spite of all her faults, making love to her wa... more than just physical sensations for me. She had managed to get inside my head, and if I'd only admit it, inside my heart as well.I really wished that Lisa had Barb's sweet personality. If she did, I felt sure I could make enough changes to be the better boyfriend that Lisa claimed she needed. Carl was lucky to have Barb's love. In spite of. I kneel back, smiling up at you. God I love seeing you so pleased. I love to serve you…it makes me feel so desired, so wanted. I have a visceral need to please….you touch my face and my eyes close, I love the simple intimacies between us. I’ve laid a towel on the bed, and I climb up to it. Laying back, I smile. But you have a game in mind, not just a simple shave. You walk to the headboard and stretch my left arm up, tying it to the post, and then walk around the bed, doing the same with my. One of the boyfriends suggests saving the hair in plastic bag, and auctioning the hair and beard trimmer. They decide to auction it off at spring fling.Monday before the match, the entire house does it, and they measure. Again the Monday between the matches.A couple of days before the event, Kap's little sister organization primarily groupies more than girlfriends become involved. About 20 of them. They will serve food and work the event, all wearing the same uniform. Kap's little logo sister. Probably his as well. I now felt the pang of disappointment again that I'd missed it.Jackie had now pulled a tissue from out of the jeans pocket and was rubbing at the wet marks. I quietly looked at Mark and he mouthed the word sorry at me.I motioned my eyes towards Jackie and looked back at him all quizzical, and he tried to look as if he didn't know what I was asking. I mouthed "was it her?" and made a subtle wanking motion with my hand. He looked very uncomfortable but eventually nodded..