My true self cried out in my brain. Don't cross your legs like that! Don't do it, only girls do that! "I'm a girl, I'm Allie." I spoke in response...to myself as I crossed my legs. The whisper agreed with me and that made everything ok. Right over left, Ioved the way the nylon felt as my legs rubbed against eachother. I was sitting on my hard cock, it hurt a little but I liked it. "Why are you so thirsty?" the voice asked. "I don't know, but I am" I began to lick my lips my mouth was. But when I reached home I was feeling bad about the whole stuff this emotional blackmail and after kissing fondling and sucking her for half an hour I decided not to enter her. I told her about the decision and she started crying, on questioning she said that while I was out she had been praying that I do not take her virginity as she was not feeling ready for it. I told her not to worry as I would not enter her now. She suddenly jumped on my lap and hugged me very tightly. Then both of us. The energy seemed to drain right out of Eugene and he was teetering on the brink of collapse. He could feel his juices being robbed away by someone whom he had respected.When he was weak enough, Mrs Quill dislodged herself from Eugene. She could’ve gobbled him up until he fainted but she needed him conscious. With a steely look, she spoke softly: ‘Oh my Eugene. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed your cream chowder. I’ve always wanted you more than anything in the world. You’re my guilty obsession and. “I don’t know,” he admitted.“Jason, your blind aren’t you, you’re so dedicated tothe pursuit of a future, and you don’t see yourpresent. Do you think your invisible? We see youwatching us in the parking lot.” she said as if sharinga secret.“Who’s us?” he asked a shot of coldness entering hisblood.“There’s more than one of us out there Jason, we don’tget that stoned,” she said leading him out of.