I was always pretty much on my own. At that young age, I didn’t know any better or understand what a normal, real family was like except for what I ...aw on television shows. I was never really a confident or outgoing person and as a result, I didn’t have any close friends. Always being taller than all of the k**s my age, I was picked on a lot, being called names like "big foot" or "sasquatch". This caused me to stay away from them and I tried to keep a low profile, avoiding others, and didn’t. Sometimes they were a little shaken after the rough fucking. Though he hated this informal role as a fluffer, he found himself strangely... compelled.He banished the thought, as he managed to do so easily with unwanted ideas.The two found their footing, standing shakily as strands of cum leaked down from their holes. Still dripping from the tank, both reached for a pair of towels."Your card..."Mr. Mercer waited until she dried her hand, then let her grab the address."Sorry, I'm late! It's been. " She said. She took his hands and pulled him to his knees, breaking his father's grip on his shoulders. He looked very confused for a moment, then she leaned forward and kissed him deeply. Grabbing him about the shoulders and running her slim fingers through his hair. She pulled him to his feet as they kissed for almost thirty seconds, and pressed her whole body to him.Harlen was amazed that he felt no jealousy at this display of lustful behavior. He supposed that he knew where her heart lay,. Part of the building’s air system, she decided. There were other creaks and snaps. Sounds of the building shifting? Perspiration broke out on her forehead as the seconds, and then minutes, crawled by. Maybe I missed it, she thought suddenly. Maybe he’s already here! Maybe he was hiding in here! Her ears strained harder. Was he already there? The interference of the building’s ‘white noise’ was beginning to annoy her. She was about to succumb to curiosity and take a peek, when it happened. A.