.. for being with a cute girl who knows what her pussy is for. And what your cock is for" Cheerleader!" I snorted. She laughed."No ... really, Pete, I...m a lucky girl too. You know you always sort of attracted me but I never got a buzz when I saw or talked to you. Not a horny buzz, anyway." Oh? And some guys give you a horny buzz?" Sure. Arent there any girls in school that made you think sexy thoughts, more than me, I mean?"There were, actually but I didn't think it was a good idea if I just. The shape of her hand suggested this object was round, and longer than her fist.Her hand moved toward her, and then away from her, and then toward her and then away from her.You could have knocked me over with a tiny puff of air.“You thought I was jerking off?“ My voice reverted to that time when I was about thirteen, and went from being a soprano to a baritone. My choice of verb was also from that time. My mind registered both of these things and I felt foolish. In order to re-establish my. My mouth had gone dry as I was foolishly just stared at him. "Huh?" had been my less then intelligent response. It was the man from across the bar. "Another drink?" he'd clarified nodding his head at my glass. "Oh, yes please. Thank you," I'd stammered back. His presence was even more intense up close, engulfing me completely, making me feel both drawn to him, as I'd never been to anyone before, and incredibly intimidated. He had kept buying me drinks and I drank more than I usually do, just. “You don’t have to worry Julia I found out on my own and I found them. You never broke your promise” I tell her.“Well since you all have met, might as well tell the whole story. In for a penny in for a pound, but I ask that mom and dad don’t get mad at me. My life depends on it.” Both parents nod their heads. “I have been married to max since around the time Chelsea was married, and it wasn’t by choice. See the night Chelsea was ****d I was supposed to be with her, we were going to go to a.