(At this point i will become Shelly describing that morning) I questioned why he stared at me all the time, and he said because i heard him call him a...nasty nigga, and wondered why? I looked at him, and he was well dressed today, clean, with nice clothes, and smelled really nice, which reminded me that i had not showered since Saturday before i went out, and i ended up masturbating since i went home alone, and was lazy on Sunday, so i was to shower when i got done jogging, but now how. She taught me how to pull on the barbells and thus excite her tits and further arouse her.When I went down on her, I found a small clit ring there too as well as another tat on her mons – a series of about a dozen small stars in a random pattern. Stacy was really into our petting by then and encouraged me to latch onto the ring with my lips or teeth and gently pull or shake from side to side. I wanted more information about the extra sensations it gave her but postponed that question. She liked. Soon we settled into our normal routine of catching up with what was going on in our lives, gossiped about mutual friends and what all we might do during the weekend. By the time we finished dinner followed by a couple more drinks after we got back to their house we were all pretty buzzed and ready to call it a night. I headed off to the room I always stayed in with the private bath and big Hollywood king sized bed. I slid into bed and drifted quickly off to sleep fantasizing about Ellies. She was nothing like that viper Danielle. But loving people… it hurt. He loved the Robison’s and Nate, but it wasn’t the same as loving his parents, uncle or Lila was. With the Robison’s no matter how they tried to make him feel included, he was on the outside looking in. They weren’t his but he was okay with that, it made life less complicated. But with Lila… he couldn’t separate himself from her. He felt everything she felt. Her smile made his heart lighter and her sadness made him shrivel.