Tossed me a towel. "Welcome to the STU Stocking Boys, Patricia," he said. "You'llbe an All-American some day. I look forward to next year'sphysical ...xam." And he left. Left me in a sodden pool of my own sperm. Wallowing in my doubts about my "preferences." Since then, I realized that the incident was an aberration. Iwas firmly straight. And would always be. So there. To prove to myself that I was only dressing for thecompetition, I decided to dress as a man until the Stocking Boysbegan. Her tongue quickly flickering over Jill's hard nipple. Sharon then justas quickly did the same to the left nipple. After a few times of switching backand forth between the breasts. Sharon was using the to mix the ice cream in the cup to soften it a bit more. The ice cream was a soft kind and was very light and creamy more of a homestyle. " Stick out your tongue and keep it out." Sharon instructed to Jill. As she mixing the ice cream. Sharon took a spoon of ice cream and sc****d it off. ”I was hurt. How dare she say that. She didn’t know the connection between Donnell and I.“But I like him!” I shot back.“If you like him, this is not the way to go about locking him down.”“Whatever, Courtney. He likes me too. I can tell. Why else would he invite me over so much?”“Because you're sucking his dick!!! How naive are you?”That stung and it took every ounce of restraint I had to not smack her. “You’ve been down here a year and already have a reputation as one of the biggest. Elise put away her book with a smile. "That sounds like it could be fun." She moved over into my seat and I put my arm over her shoulder. She looked up at me as I pulled her close, and I could smell her strawberry lip balm as she leaned in.Our lips met, and as we kissed she held her hand against my chest. I put my hand on her thigh, and started working my way up. When I touched the button and started to unbutton her pants, she pulled away slightly."No, no. We aren't going there. I don't know.