"I want to play football. I think I have a legitimate shot at making it. I want someone I can love. I would like to have a bunch of kids. Having Kyle ...round makes me realize I want to be a dad. I want to make a difference. I want to find something I'm passionate about." What do you want right now?" I want to have fun. I want to try new things. I want to live life without any regrets. I don't want to look back and say 'I wish I had done this or that.' I would rather say I wish I hadn't done it,. “Carter!” Ms. Bliss cried out.“Hey there.” I grinned.“What are you doing here?” She asked, concern climbing into her voice.“I just came to say hello. What, I can’t stop in to see a friend?” I asked in a hurt voice as I closed the door behind me.“Uhm, well, sure. Sure you can. It’s just that I didn’t expect you to come HERE.” She replied, emphasis on the location. “What’s wrong with here? I mean, we have all sorts of great memories in this room, don’t we?” I grinned, walking towards her.“Yeah.. A three year old can just take it and make it go. Us old farts have to call them for help.Shit, look at my cell phone. Wanna make a phone call? Ok, fine. Push the button on the side. Slide yer finger across the front of it. Push the little phone button then tap the button of the man's head. Run your finger up the phone and watch alla the names go by until you find the one ya want. Tap the screen a coupla more times and the phone rings. Well that's the way ya do it unless you're in the car. If. She looked up at him and giggled. She got down on her knees and pulled his pants down, his cock springing free. She took it into her mouth, sliding his cock down her throat and back towards the tip. He moaned loudly as he held her hair and thrust his hips forward shoving his cock further down her throat. Ben kept thinking, 'Is this really happening?' Over and over.Sissy stood up and slowly turned around. She bent over the picnic table laying her upper body flat against the table. She looked.