Today the difference was that, a few feet in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was slim and of medium height with a fresh looking face devoi... of any trace of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather tight tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a flat stomach. A clinging pair of jeans covered his lower body but unlike many of the other young men in the queue he was not wearing the modern low hip kind that exposed the top of his buns but hid the rest of the bottom in sagging. When I got to his room, the door was slightly open. He came out of the bathroom, already naked, and told me he hoped I would come. I couldnt help but to stare at his naked member, it looked even bigger than it had felt. My pussy ached wanting to know if it would fit. He took me by the hand and sat me down on the bed. I stared at his cock for a second before taking it in my hand and stroking it. Naturally, I proceeded to suck on it as he moaned words of encouragement. As I sucked him, he pulled. .. what am I going to do?" she asks. "I think you should start by breathing," I answer, completely confused but absolutely certain we need to talk about this in person. "I'll be right there. Tell mom and dad we're going for ice cream." "Okay," she says. We disconnect and I pull on a shirt. It's about 8 p.m. on a weeknight. It won't seem odd that we're going out for a treat. * * *"Want us to bring you anything?" I ask mom and dad as Lauren scoots past me headed for the door. "No thanks, honey,". . just ... sort of ... slipped out," I admitted, "I..." Never mind," she went on, "as long as you don't go back to 'Miss Saunders'. And I much prefer 'Sandie' to 'Sassy', so, thank you. How did you get on with my manuscript?" I think it is good," I said. "I enjoyed reading it. In fact, I was disappointed to run out of reading. I only found a few typos and I made a comment or two. When are you going to let me have the next instalment?"She frowned. "Depends," she said. "I've got an assignment to.