I am really not fucking concerned whether you believe it or not. I just feel it needs to be told...for anyone willing to listen. It begins in the hall...wed halls of Central High School, where I attended.There was this girl named Tiffany, whose guts I absolutely fucking hated and believe me the feeling was mutual. As far as looks go Tiffany and I were about dead even. As far as popularity goes, (I may have been slightly more popular, but only slightly). Although I always got good grades,. K’s tongue was flicking her clit faster and faster and the sight of his cock disappearing into her mouth heightened the sensitivity in my cock and my thrusting became faster and deeper. The more played the more aroused she became and her pussy quivered as she came on my cock. Her juices drizzled down into K’s mouth and my balls were swollen and ready to explode. I was enjoying myself too much that I didn't want to stop so as I was about to exploded I...Pulled my cock out so as not to shoot my. And she just sat there staring at her toes. She was a cute little girl, and he wondered what her mother looked like. From what he’d been told, Amanda had gotten pregnant at f******n and had little Amara here out of wedlock. She’d married a different man a few years later, and that was falling apart now. Nick wasn’t surprised. The woman was only twenty-two now, and had missed out on a chunk of her youth. All the same, she’d kept the girl healthy and sane, and she was cute, so she had a chance at. Welcome to the second of what I hope might spawn an anthology: Tales From The Pink Zone. Maybe I AM on to something here, who knows? This could end up something like “Master PC;” a world that others might like to write and play in. I’ll come up with some guidelines if anyone’s interested.There’s no San Finzione in this world. I intend these to be short stories, unconnected except by the world. Larry & Jill got married, he DOES treat her like his wife and friend, not his slave, they’re happy..