"Carl, please give me another chance," she whined."I don't know if I want to anymore," he said. "The mood is kind of gone." What could get you back in...the mood?" she asked. "What did Joyce do when you weren't feeling in the mood?"Carl laughed. He couldn't think of any time a healthy male wasn't in the mood for sex. "Well Joyce used to give me a blowjob," he said quietly.Charlotte bit her lip and considered what he was asking. Just the thought of doing something like that revolted her, but if it. "Ever so slowly, I eased the strap down further, but her nipple kept the fabric from going any further. Carefully, I slid my finger under the fabric, gently lifting it up and over her nipple. Larry gasped quietly.Now her left breast was fully exposed. Her smooth pink nipples were standing erect from the stimulation of the moving fabric. I then reached over and eased the right strap down over her shoulder, gently pulling the fabric over her right nipple exposing it. I left the straps on her arms. You kept your word: you got me home safe. You gave me bread and electrolytes, even ... after we..." I let my words trail off. I was already trying to forget it ever happened. "Maybe we can be friends."I figured Teddy would accept my offer easily. I'd let down a few other crushing boys the same way over the years.But his worshipful adoration wouldn't die out just yet. "Only friends?" he whimpered, giving me puppy-dog eyes without even knowing it. His voice cracked, and I thought I could actually. They wanted to know ifthey could do anything. He told them to pray for her.Back at home he managed to get her to take a pill. It took him tenminutes to get her to take it. She was out of touch with reality. Hehovered near her in case she needed anything.She said "Water!" and he got her a glass of ice water. He held it toher lips and she drank a little. He felt better that she at leastsaid something clearly instead of the mumbling she'd been doing.She woke for a minute and asked for a fried egg..