“I ... uh...”I sighed and dropped my afternoon books in my bag before shutting the locker and turning around. “When’s your next game?”Sam bl...nked in confusion. “Friday. Why?”“I wanna come see you play. Maybe we can go get an ice cream or something after.”Come on, like I couldn’t tell she wanted to ask me out. She’s a cute lesbian. I’m fucking lonely. It’s not like my secret boyfriend was gonna bitch about it to anyone but me. Besides, I was nearly positive I’d seen him and Lydia holding hands. "Just at that point, "Keith" looked up from his work, smiled and waved, sweat dripping from his black locks and his mustache. Sue smiled and waved back, perhaps a bit too comically."Yup, love that horticulture. He can lick my petals any old time." You're incorrigible, Sue. I'm paying them good money to do yard work. They've been at it for six hours now and I want to make sure they get done. They'd probably stink anyway and...what am I saying! You don't even know they'd be interested." They're. .. well... Ive always dreamed of being tied up, blindfolded, and fucked repeatedly *I whisper to the bot* a shame you probably can't cum, but I'd love for you to do that *I say, very turned on by the idea of a pleasurebot*John: actually with your new code and the way my oil and other fluids were reconfigured all 4 of my limbs and cum, with almost human like sperm.John: and as far as tied up and being blind folded, i do believe there are some old dinner equipment behind the counterVivian: *I. I stood there for a moment to see what would happen. I then felt one of his big hands on the small of my back. I rose up with the beers and asked what was going on. Too which he replied sorry if you don't like it...my wife loves it when I do that. Well she is a woman ya know I am not. No but you do like to dress as one...yes. That was only one time and...how do you know about that anyway. I saw some pics your dad snapped of you. That is how your grades were brought up...blackmail. So does your.