“Is something wrong?” I asked surprised.“Not at all,” John assured in a very comfortable and believable voice.“What’s the farthest you whe... with your roommate?” he askedI didn’t want to seem inexperienced but I knew honestly was the best choice then so I confessed, “This is. We never did anything more than blowjobs, handjobs, and a few toys.”“Toys?”“Yeah, we used a few vibrators when we would masturbate, or jerk each other off,” I answered.“So, you’ve never had the real thing?” John asked with. She had terrible teeth that I just couldn't get over, otherwise I would have made a move already. We flirted in the middle school manner. That is, I picked on her and made fun of her in a way I considered sincere and she assumed it was because I liked her. I just couldn't get past her teeth though. Which was unfortunate because she had probably the biggest pair of tits I had seen at that point in my life. Fucking her was a decision I could never quite make. They were massive though, E cups at. Jo was smiling. "I love making music with people like we did last night," she said. It's like a music geek's dream." I never imagined anything like that happening," Stoney entered."You know," I countered, "I've had some déjà vu moments with music. It's another 'Dan's fault' thing." She showed me that she had a voice and liked singing. We got lucky and found people who'd join us. Now she's sung in public in three states," Dan proudly stated. What Dan doesn't say is that he was right there on the. He looked at his reflection on the bathroom mirror. He looked worried. He turned the tap water on and washed his face over the washing basin. He then turned the tap water off.Ok Charles. Get a grip on yourself, he told himself.Charles did not want to think about Ivy. His mom brought her up, thinking that she was such a nice girl. But he would rather not have his mom know the real Ivy. The nasty malicious Ivy. The Ivy who had a grip on his life, literally.Charles had spent half-an-hour in the.