" I yelled at him, I did not like him inferring that I was not. "Well I'll be damned, you sure don't suck cock, or play with that pretty little puss... of yours like one". How crude can you get I thought. At least I knew for sure it was him watching me in the shower. "Om, Well... I guess I'm a natural". I muttered. He smiled at me in such a patronising way. But then his smile evaporated like water on an extremely hot day. "It doesn't matter if you’re a virgin or not, I'm still going fuck. Within minutes the goods are in the oven and the kitchen is filled with the wonderful smell of baking bread.“There’s nothing like the smell of fresh bread backing,” Adam remarks, taking a big whiff of the air.“Wyatt is going to be impressed when he sees these bagels,” Cindy says proudly.They are just taking out the bagels from the oven when Wyatt comes down the stairs and into the kitchen. Adam is spilling out the bagels from the baking sheets and into a large bowl.“Bagels,” Wyatt rumbles.. ”“I hate not being able to plan things for you; for us, like you can. I want to be able to send you flowers, text you with mushy words of endearment, or call just to hear your digitally altered voice. How would you feel if you were in my shoes?”“I would be miserable, but I’m moving as fast as I can to end your misery; our misery. We share that too Kyle.”“I know we do,” he said.“There is another reason why I want us to spend time together on the phone this week,” she said. “Once we’re together. Even as mad as I was because he didn’t want to stay here and give me what I wanted, I reluctantly agreed to go, threw on my shoes fixed my hair and got in his car. Once we got there we walked around to some of the spots we use to hang out at and out of the corner of my eye I noticed some guys sitting on the tables, they must have seen me looking and one of the guys called out my name. I looked at Brandon, and saw a twinge of jealousy in his eyes…this gave me great pleasure because when he got.