With school and all, plus I've got a huge load next quarter and it helps to do some reading ahead and..." Nonsense." She interrupted."What's the worse...that can happen? You see him and discover he's changed and you've changed and you no longer have that spark you once had. No sense in torturing yourself whether he cares or not ... just go and take your medicine like a big girl." But I'm pretty sure I still love him." She said softly with a catch in her voice."And I'm sure he no longer cares. BUT. Jesus Christ. My hypersensitive clit inside Chloé??? Talk about relating - this was a whole new level.“But it wouldn’t last.” I had to raise an objection, to give my swirling mind time. “And anyway it’s at the wrong angle.”“Testosterone is a natural hormone, not a drug,” Henri smiled. “Not synthetic or anything like that. You can take it as long as you like, all your life, or just stop, it will be up to you. As for the angle, it will bend enough I think? How much does it bend now? I don’t. This late, who else would it be. “Why are you always at my fucking house?” asked that familiar bitchy voice.I looked over, and I was instantly filled with a rush of excitement. I don’t think I had ever been so happy to be wrong. J’s roommate had come home and was now standing right beside me. My night had now taken a turn for the better. “Where else would I go to find you?” I asked.She walked over and stood a few feet in front of me. She put a hand on her hip and cocked it to the side, assuming. I started to get undressed and gave me a quick peek to the dark yellow and maroon speedo he had underneath his jogging shorts. I didn’t get to see what brand they were but it looked like a local club which he might be a member of. With that peek, I started to bone up and proceeded to give him a little show while I’m changing. Turned my back to him and got my shirt off and proceeded to unzip my jeans. He saw that I was wearing Aussiebum (red Classic Original with white piping) underwear and.