He noticed that people avoided him and he couldn't understand the reasoning of it. He lived in poverty but it didn't occur to him. He never spoke anym...re. If asked a question, he ignored it. He had nothing to say to anyone. So he wandered listlessly staring at every long haired blond he ran across."Josh?" a voice from the past came to his ear. He walked on without turning around to see who was calling him. He heard the click of high heels running to catch up to him. He felt a soft hand on his. The man moaned and groaned, and called out to god “oh god, you fuck is good, you’re a good boy stud, pound my ass, please, please, oh, it hurts, but give it to me good. You are a damn good lover!” “I became cocky to his remark and stopped, teasing him, slapping his ass, as he instructed me to do. He turned his head just enough for his breath to meet mine, his tongue dancing out from his mouth and around his lips, searching to meet my mouth and lips. Our mouths connected and I felt sheer. I realized that they were all drunk because they had all commented on how handsome I was; I gave a quick smile and laughed, my mother always has to brag to everyone, even if I wasn’t good looking at all she would somehow get all of her friend to agree that I was. First I dropped off Rachael, she lived the closest. I said goodbye and she thanked me for the ride. I planned on dropping Megan off next but as we neared my road my mother asked if I could drop her off at the house because she needed. Whew, that was good. Do you think Brandy or any of the others will be mad?" They shouldn't be upset as they have no right to be. They did what they wanted and probably felt we might do what we wanted also."I began washing Lisa's hair, enjoying the extra touches that I was giving her. She purred her enjoyment and languished in the attention. She said, "You're spoiling me. I'll want to do this some more." She was watching me as I attended to her and asked, "How do you stand on one foot like that.