I would view them and cum. Then I would comment on them and then tell her a few details of how much I enjoyed them. Then we began to actually talk to ...ne another. Not just about pictures, but about each other. Things we liked. Things we didn’t like. Music. Movies. Books. Though, both of us were being very careful about the more personal information about ourselves… At least, at first we did. The more we talked, the more we shared about ourselves. Three weeks went by. Every night we would spend. I met herat an amusement park. She was the girlfriend of one of my buddy?s friends. Sheand I got on rather well and became friends, of a sort. Mostly, I was her"girlfriend". That is, she told me all of her problems and I helpedher solve them. It wasabout 3 years ago that things changed for us. She called me on the phone askingif she could come over to my place. As it turns out she had just broken up withher boyfriend and was pretty miserable. Of course, I told her to come over.And, I must say,. BITCH!anyway, I was a fool and really stupid back in the day, I don't know if I still am, I lost my sense of living as soon as I delivered my beautiful baby son, he was sooo cute, my girlfriends would hug him against their bodies almost suffocating him, so I knew I had to protect my beautiful son.as soon as he came of age last year, I married him, we live so happily together, we kiss, we have sex I even feminize him, every Friday night of every week I'd shave his body, give him a long bubble. .. Wili, Wilhelmina, listened like it was the first time. The old man was the grandfather she'd never had.While the old man droned on about desert, cactus and cows, Billy's mind turned itself to the novel idea ... of ... high school.High School ... babes ... blow jobs, football hero ... babes 'n blow jobs, baseball pitcher ... babes 'n blow jobs, track star ... babes 'n blow jobs, swim team ... there's babes on the swim team, blow jobs. Every time blow jobs crossed his mind his eyebrows popped.