He offered to drive me home, so we went to the parking lot and got in his car. I asked if he was going to tell anyone about my problem, and he said h... wouldn't because it is a private matter, and he felt honored that I took him into my confidence. As we drove towards the poorer part of town where I lived, he asked me what time my mom got home from work, and I told him about 11pm. He asked if I wanted to come over to his apartment for dinner, so I agreed.His apartment was very simple. He put. He would rather have cut out his own heart, than tell her goodbye. He knew, that day was coming, sooner or later. If only, there was some other way. He knew that there was no other way they could go. He cried like a baby after that. His fingers were trembling way too much to even try to type and send her an email. He would have to call her.She answered the phone, while wiping the sleep from her eyes. She had not slept much last night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his piercing. They told me on the phone that Marcus is asleep at the moment, they're planning on talking to him again this afternoon, so I thought I'd come here first and get the story." Shawna sat up, realising she was on the couch, and felt herself growing hesitant."Um... Mrs Denning..." Ally!" You don't know what I've done, Mrs Denning. I'm not sure you'll be so... so..." Friendly?" Shawna nodded, the tears coming again. "I know some of it, probably more than you think. Marcus talks to us, you know, more. She responded to his kiss with all the heat and desire she was feeling….damn he tastes good, what a great kisser, and his hard on is solid as a rock! she thought. Jason slid his hands down her neck to her chest and let his mouth follow. He looked up at her for a moment her mouth slightly open and her breath coming in shallow gasps, then took her shirt in his hands and ripped it open, the buttons pinged hollowly on the concrete. She moaned as his large hands slid down to her thighs as he bit at.