She sat still for a long time, looking obliquely at me from the corner of her eyes, assessing me.“Okay” she said quietly, grinning broadly and blu...hing, her eyelids flicking alluringly.I held out my glass towards her again, and she picked up her glass and clinked it with mine; “To the secret painting” I toasted and Naomi burst into a giggling fit and had to put the glass down for safety again. As soon as she was calm enough she repeated the toast “secret painting!” and took a sip. As she did I. " He gave me a humorless grin. "Jane and Stacey haven't said two words to me since I got back from Hardesy's, so I think the whole 'talking things through at dinner' idea is a long shot." He looked down and sighed, then looked back up at me. "Jane did say you could come by and they'd at least talk to you, though. She and Stacey are in the basement. Mom and Dad are off at the VFW for the monthly dinner dance. I think it would be better if I just sit out here."Jesse was obviously feeling guilty.. The urging to cum outgrew the fear of eating his own cum or about any post orgasm cock torture. Finally, with an explosion he burst all over. He couldn't see where he had cum but he didn't care. The relief felt so fantastic that he hoped she continued stroking... That is... Until she did..."Four drops sweetheart...That means for the next four minutes, I am going to rub and stroke your sensitive cock until you want to die."She squirted more lube into her hand and began to hit the most sensitive. Falling back into old habits, he more frequently found himselfhiding in the library to avoid others from his dorm. Being a socialpariah did have its benefits on his studies, as Jeremy was excelling inall of his computer course work. When making one of his quarterly updatephone calls to his parents Jeremy could not help but note thedisappointment in their voices, even though he was telling them abouthow well he was doing academically. As the quarter wrapped up, Jeremy was not at all happy about.