My job was to get you living again and I've done that and done what Rachel asked me to do. Falling in love with you was my stupid fault. The fact that...you love me and aren't going to let me go is a bonus, like winning the lottery." A lot of nice people have had their lives ruined by winning the lottery." Not me. You'll never let me down and because Deborah is going to be your soul-mate she won't either. I'm in a win-win situation and I'm so happy for myself and for you two." Sharon, my sweet,. He chuckled as he realised that I would manage at getting his mind off of me for a while. He took my shaky hands and turned around me to sit on the bed again. I was now kneeling on the floor at his knees and had managed to pull his pants and boxers down to his knees. His cock sprang up and he laughed out loud, surprised by his hard-on. I moved forward and licked it from the base to the top of it. I cupped his balls and squeezed at them, making him shiver. I looked up at him to see his gaze. I realised with a pang that this would be my first ever blow job, and that I'd remember this moment for the rest of my life. I was excited, but equally terrified! "Stand up," I told him, as I moved off of the bed and I took up a kneeling position at his feet on the floor in front of him. By this time, his hardened dick had almost strained and torn through the cotton. I reached into his waistband, and tugged his shorts down over his legs, letting them fall at his feet. There was a small. “Much better,” said a contented Emily. “So tell me what’sup. I’m dying to hear about all of your plans now that school’sover.” And Jane spent the next twenty minutes described all of the horrors of finalexams and all of the possibilities that lay ahead of her. She babbled on nonstopuntil she had run through every career possibility under the sun. ‘So no plans, huh?” asked Emily when the monologue had finished. “Well nothing definite,” replied Jane, defensively. “ButI have a lot of.