.CHAPTER 3I awoke from a hot steamy dream about Riley sucking me off to a massivemorning hard-on and the buzzing of my phone near my ear. It was Sunda...and it was 9am... I must have slept right through.I picked up my mobile and blearily looked at the screen. It was Richard.I hesitated... this was a conversation I had been dreading. Now that hewas back to being a boy, how would we ever go back to our normalrelationship after he had sucked my cock?On the other hand I couldn't ignore him forever, I. Making him happy, feeling good and in security with him , my old pastor friend feeding me the cock, like he knew its what i neededwe had to get off the bus , i was pull up mouth glittering looking at his sloppy bbc in comtemplation''you want more?''nodding at him putting it back in his jeanswalking out off the buswalking toward my appartement''you sure about this, i might want to try that cute ass ''his hand going inside my short pulling me toward him as we walk in the darkhis finger rubbing on. Bleccch.I stood in the living room, laying out my provisions. This consisted of putting the chips, dip, cheese, and beer in precise position for easiest access from the sofa. I had it down to a science. I was just about to sink into the sofa when Lena shocked me.“Would you like to join us?” I stared at her like she had three heads. She grinned at me, and repeated herself slowly, as if she were speaking to a four year old.“Would you like to join us at Chrissy’s tonight?” This was strange. I. Now, they believed it was: seriously believed. I couldn't find a modicum of sarcasm in either of them. I could almost feel their fervor's infection. But it was bullshit."You should make a couple more," Sara informed me, "He always kept a few bracelets on him, even if he only wanted the woman for a few hours." You two are nuts," I explained and they just giggled. Carmen passed me two other little chains from her purse. I paused holding both of them, "Does it have to be a bracelet?" He only used.