It all started when I noticed how attractive he had become. I was caught off guard because I didn’t see him that way before. I never really noticed ...he change in his body until now.I was curious as to why he never appeared on my ‘more than friends’ radar. I was looking back at some pictures from our freshman year. When we first met he was a kind of a scrawny 19 year old, as for me, I looked a little silly with my giraffe legs and knobby knees. He used to tease me about my legs. Both of our. She was just rambling on man. FUCK OFF! I told her. And you know what happens next right.The cunt started CRYING!!It's these fucking limp dicks, these wimpy faggot boyfriends and daddy's who teach these bitches that if they beg or cry, they get their way. HELL NO!! I could tell she was horny as hell. I could smell her soaking wet, slimy cunt right there in front of my door. Well, pushed the bitch away and slammed the door in her face. See how much she is willing to degrade herself to get ripped. Then he gave her an unusually gentle look, with an odd glow in his eyes. Then he gazed at the apple tree by the stream and pointed it out. ‘Look over there, Rebecca,’ he started ‘that tree hasn’t been around very long, only a few seasons. Soon it will bear fruit.’ A slight breeze stirred the branches, waving at them in greeting. ‘It’s strong wood, will be a glorious sight in a year or two when it’s fully budded out, its flowers smelling sweetly andthe ripe fruit hanging down. It has a rare. He'd like the feel of them in his hands. He'd seen my breasts in those tiny singlets, seen my poky nipples, seen the size and shape of my breasts. He's seen my ass covered only in tiny panties. He'd seen me just about as close to naked as I could get without actually being naked. And another thing. He'd been in jail for six months and he'd been nowhere since he'd been out. That's a long time to go without a fuck. He must be desperate for a fuck. Even though he was out of my league and I wasn't.