I stood like a statue staring back at him. He started to laugh. It was like he knew what he was doing to me as he turned and walked away; but still I ...ouldn't take my eyes off of him. He had the most beautiful body I had ever seen. I heard laughter coming from a bunch of boys sitting on the other side of the gym; they had been watching me the entire time. My cheeks began to redden with embarrassment. I knew they had seen his effect on me. I turned quickly to leave but in my haste I bumped into. Her apartment was an exact copy of Marsha’s place, other than the decorating. Lorie’s was more sensual. I embraced Marsha as Don stood closely in front of Lorie. “Looks like we have what we need,” I said. Pointing to a door, Lorie said, “That’s the guest room.” Pointing to another door, “That’s the bathroom.” Grabbing Don by the hand she headed toward a third door. “Come on big boy. Let’s see what you got.” I shook my head. Don was finally going to get some. A part of me wanted to call. Yes. You feel how wet I am?" "Mhmm," I said, muffled by her pussy. "Fuck!" she exclaimed. "Oh shit, that felt good Bill. Alright, now I want you to make a kind of come-here gesture, like this." I gazed over her pelvis, to see her demonstration, and copied it inside her. "Oh-oh!!" she cried out. I mumbled something else into her clit. "Oh my God! Yes!" she continued. "Keep doing that, Bill. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop what you're doing. Go harder, Bill. Harder! Yes!" My tongue was now. How about I make the breakfast while you get dressed?’ I couldn’t argue with that suggestion, so I went back to the bathroom to shave and shower and to my bedroom to put on sweat pants, sweat shirt and bedroom slippers. The first pieces of French toast were being taken from the frying pan as I entered the kitchen. ‘Sit down, Chuck, and you can start in on the toast.’ ‘No way, Carol, we’ll put them on a plate in the oven to keep them warm so that we can eat together. I have missed good.