Now I’m not exactly Mr. Perfect, but I get by pretty nicely. I am 5’7 and 145 and regularly work out, so most of it is muscle. I have brownish-red...hair and “handsome” face, according to Katie, but still not one of the most popular guys at school.So right after Nate remembers about Katie, I get a call and sure enough it’s Katie.“Nate, I gotta call you back.”“Ok, cya man.”I pick up the line with Katie on it.“Hey babe, how ya doing,” I say in the boyfriendish tone.“Hi! I’m fine, but I was wonder. UGHNNNNNNN...” Maria grunted.Max then grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders, her ankles locked behind his neck. All the while Max never stopped moving inside her, she was so tight around him that Max thought he would pop with each thrust but he continued to hold back. Then Maria started to squirm beneath him, her body bucked with each thrust and Max knew she was close to her climax.“MAX ... UHNNN ... FUUUUCYEAHHHH!” Maria cried out with her second. Oh well, my own workout was nearly done so I sweated out the last few minutes. Walking back to the men's room, I noticed the hot brunette standing there, as if waiting for someone.Huh, strange, I thought shrugging it off until I was within speaking distance."Are you a pervert? I don't appreciate being someone's piece of meat," she said, arms crossed, looking directly at me.Completely guilty and bewildered, I did the only thing I could think of. I told her the truth."You are right and I am. Sam had been on the list for a heart transplant for the last 4 years ofher life. No match was found in time. Two days before her 20th birthdayshe had succumbed, and Harold was all alone again. It was so unfair. Shehad only recently become engaged to a real nice guy named Bob. They hadhoped to have children someday. Now Sam was gone, and with her death,the light had gone out of her fathers world.Since then Harold had wandered the back roads of America. Moving aroundfrom one small town to.