God, the stories, god little, the memories, god all the hurts that have made me out of this—come on, now, one stroke, one fever blister, one moment ...hen it’s time enough that I’ve cum. One throw and one recant and get out of here now and move without substance out of the shadows of this too sunny room, this too hot room, and my eyes are killing, and would they pick up the cord? I have no idea who this person is. I have no idea even his name. Even where he is. What he is. Just the substance of. They told me that nothing would ever separate us or ruin our wonderful friendship. That meant everything to me and I knew I would always have their support no matter what happened. Even my parents were realizing the close bond the five of us had. I knew that dad was having a bit of trouble with it at times but he was wonderful in the respect that, even though I was definitely not your usual boy, he wanted nothing but for me to be happy.As I reached my early teens and began junior high school, I. My eyes were target locked on her ass all the way to her door when she unlocked it. I just wanted to jump on it and go crazy just for the hell of it. She asked me if I needed to study over the material before i started and I said sure why not. She gave me a study guide, i sat down and read most of it for the time being. Twenty minutes had passed and I started thinking what if she just told me to take the stopper from under the door and lock it? Then, tell me to stop reading and come over there.. Her body spasmed three times, each accompanied by a lewd groan she barely recognized as coming from her. Then she was still, on all fours, the showerhead lying on the tub floor and spraying her.Slowly, Megan regained her feet. She put the showerhead back and shut off the water. She climbed out of the tub and took a moment to rest by leaning heavily on the sink. She wiped the mirror off and smiled at what she saw... a beautiful, desirable, sexual woman. The idea came to her suddenly. One towel.