That was a word I hated. It sounded so ... Prissy. Like old women and nuns have vaginas, hot little cheerleaders have cunts. I had a cunt.Rachel calle... hers Dorothy, which was sort of a secret, but everyone knew it and nobody knew why. But she'd ask Pete to fuck Dorothy, that was her thing. It was cute though, and Pete didn't mind. Rachel just liked to say it before sex though, during sex she was pretty quiet, just moaning a lot, or gasping sometimes."Ohhhh ... Fuck!" I giggled, cause after sex. He frowned but nodded when I told him. He, on the other hand, brought home dinner. We sat at the little table where we often had breakfast together to eat before I started my work. "You're thinking of something," he said to me after a lengthy silence. "What if after a week, I can't say yes?" I asked. Mr. Sterling's dark eyes settled on me. "It depends on the reason." I looked around at the grandness even in the small room. "I don’t fit here," I said. "I say you do," he told me. I lowered my. It was Robbie. I just let the voicemail get it as I was too lazy to answer it. Hey man, its Robby, anyway, um, Kyle and Aaron and I are going over to Kyles house later today like at 9:00 to hang out, maybe smoke some weed, you should come with and maybe bring your hotness Izzy or whatever her name was. She was totally into you dude, dont pass that shit up. He said after the tone. Some weed did sound rather good right about now, but I wasnt sure if Isabelle was keen on that whole world. Either. I began to stroke him harder and faster. I needed Manning to cum. I wanted him to enjoy this as much as I had. I felt the swell and throb of his cock. I pumped him faster and he was cumming. It was not long after that we arrived at the motel. We were both wearing cum and wet from our adventures on the Harley. Manning and I both went inside the lobby. I knew we smelled of sex and alcohol. We got checked in grabbed the key and were laughing as we walked to our room. Manning did not know this.