You used to have plenty of friends but after moving schools so much you've gotten to the point where you no longer think it's worth trying.You sigh an... look down at the floor, feeling slightly dejected when suddenly a golden-glint catches your attention from the corner of your eye. Your eyes dart to where the quick flash came from, and land on a golden pocket watch hanging from the branch of a bush. You curiously hurry towards it before wrapping your fingers around the cool, hard metal and pull. Fucking her and fucking her… so hard! Moans and “Oh God, fuck me HARDER!” were pouring out of her mouth. Jake stood by, watching his boss, a woman who he was suppose to be afraid of, taking orders from, and he was going to be the next to fuck her, his dick got harder at that thought, and his hand flew over its length in a blur, other hand handling his balls, squeezing. Damien fucked her even faster, his hips slamming against her tight ass, making her moan and squeal, and beg like the little. "With a practiced dexterity borne of half a lifetime in a pub, the bartender whipped a full bottle from the fridge, handed four champagne flutes to Spike and then shadowed him up the bar as he ripped off the foil and cage, popping the cork and handing it over without breaking stride just as they reached the far corner of the bar.At the booth, Bob was behind the assholes and trying to move into a gap where Vicky could spot him."Actually we're just waiting for our boyfriends," Celeste said,. I couldn't pretend that I wouldn't have done what she'd done, and I couldn't pretend that I was this upset about not being consulted on her decision. I felt like a mean hearted SOB for feeling the way I did, but I couldn't seem to find a way to change my feelings.After the session before last, I lost my enthusiasm for ranting at Jenny. I just couldn't muster the passion if I wasn't going to call her a slut and a whore, or something similar. Talking to a shrink has helped some, although I don't.