Alex said. I sighed, knowing Id made a big mistake. I dont want to lose you as a friend, Jake, but please stop having a crush on me. Alex said. How...am I supposed to do that!? I questioned. Figure it out. Im going to bed. Alex said with an angry tone. He turned around and starting walking towards the light switch. Wait! Please… I begged. Alex sighed and turned around. What do you want? Im tired and not in a good mood. he said. I know how to get over my crush on you. I stated. Alex rolled. I did not notice that as we moved up the stairs Jamal turned to the crowd, smiled and gave a thumbs up in some unseen gesture. Once we reach the top of the stairs Jamal led me down the hallway and into a room with a bed, a couch, and a study desk. “This should do just fine.” He said as he sat down on one end of the couch. He motioned to me to come over and sit next to him which I did as I was instructed. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a joint from a cellophane wrapping. . "." Clara. What a beautiful name" Brandon replied as he kissed my hand. Not only is Brandon handsome, he's also very charming like those men you read about in Jane Austen novels. He said he and his family have just moved to New York City from London. His mom (a fashion designer) and dad (a caterer) are rich and are looking to expand their businesses here in America. He looked at me with those sparkling sapphire blue eyes and said, "Clara when I first saw you today, I wanted to meet you..." I. I thought we might go to some office in the back, maybe sit on a chair or on a formica-topped desk and fuck under a humming fluorescent light fixture, but that’s not going to happen. He pulls the rolling door closed and starts kissing me right there, his tongue exploring my mouth as I rub his hardening cock through his jeans. I drop my bag on a wooden pallet nearby. I’m wearing a jockstrap beneath my cargo shorts, and he’s got his hand in there and now he unbuttons my shorts and puts his face.