The door opened and Miranda's exquisite features peered around at him."What is it?" he felt like biting his tongue as his tone continued its sniping.M...randa's brow furrowed slightly, but she stepped into the room."I'm sorry to disturb you, I ... I was actually looking for Peter..."So she didn't even want to see him, he felt a flash of jealousy, add fuel to his irritability."Your brother," he stressed the word, "has gone out to lunch already ... I ... is there anything that I can do?" he didn't. The ice was quite broken now, she could not avoid me, I promised not to repeat what I had said and done, was forgiven, we kissed, and the same day I broke my promise; this went on day after day, making promises and breaking them, talking smuttily as well as I knew how, getting a slap on my head, but no further, my chances were few. My friend, whom I made a half confidant of, was always taunting me with my want of success and boasting of what he would have done had he had my opportunities.My. I was shocked," I said."Told you," she grinned. "Anyway, it sort of sprang out when I let it free. I was so turned on. This is what I'd been waiting for, all the time in the world to do everything I'd been dreaming about doing to it. I started with little baby kisses at the top of this thighs, slowly moving onto his balls. I then lifted those huge balls up and licked and kissed underneath them. He actually sort of cried out at this. I'm starting to know his weak spots," she laughed and took. I’m not overly huge. Just a little over 8 inches but my girlfriends tell me I’m big so whatever. I’m 17 and from a small town in Texas. I would say that I’m a good ole’ boy. But that will change soon. One Week Later: “What the fuck do you mean you found someone else?!” My voice is tempered with undiluted rage and I can barely control myself. “I mean that it’s not working between us anymore. I’m sorry, you know I’ll always love you,” my now ex girlfriend whispers into the phone. “Love me?!.