This wad exactly why I was waiting for! But I responded,-hmm…what shall we do for that, then? Okay then, stay safe, Omar-He kissed my forehead and d...parted. But I longed for a kiss on my lips, than forehead.I met imad in the university. I asked him,-hey imad, when will you finish your work today?--well…1pm. Why?--oh you know why! Okay, then we shall meet at 1pm, right?--well, deal--but where?-There was no way I could hall him to our home. What if a neighbor sees?He thought a while and said,-how. Barely even worth the gas.This place is deserted, not even a cute girl to check out. At least ifthe meeting was in a city I'd have had a chance to sample the nightlifeand maybe take home a chick. As is there was nothing after meeting, so Ijust slept in my shitty room before heading home. Town didn't even have abar, so Iwas hoping I could commiserate with some chick in this dump.Unlikely, but it's my last chance to make something out of this trip.Finishing up my soda, I walk over to toss it out. "Gently Maria, very gently, a man's balls can be very sensitive honey," I told her as she increased the pressure on my balls, clearly interested in exploring. Then grasping my soft shaft in her small, cream covered palm, she slowly stroked up and down, a grin spreading across her face as I fattened and lengthened."Oh wow, that's neat," she exclaimed, "He looked so innocent before but gosh, look at him now, all red and big and hard. I think he likes me," she laughed. Knowing that if I didn't. As Miranda shifted into reverse and leaned out the window so she could line the back end up with the large square doorway of the loading dock, Misty grabbed her arm. "Look out!" she exclaimed pointing to the passenger side mirror."Oh, for-" began Miranda, breaking hard as she caught site of a figure running foolishly through her temporary blind spot and heading towards her side of the truck. "Z- Zack?!" she stammered, smiling broadly as the figure of a tall man with unkempt red hair leapt up.