His pulse was racing as he staggered to his car. Sitting in the gathering darkness, all he could hear was his pulse pounding loudly in his ears. His o...n private gloom threatened to overwhelm him as he tried to make sense of Becca's actions.He leaned his head on the steering wheel and cried, it wasn't a manly thing, but he hurt so bad. It felt as if a knife had sliced his heart and soul open.Inside the commons Becca kept looking at the clock and the front door. It was quarter till eight and. I don't know. Possibly after midnight.Why after midnight? What work could you possibly have to do?We had some issues that need to be sorted out. I can't get into this right now. I will see you when I get home.Okay fine, I replied shoving the phone in my pocket.What was the point of arguing? Besides, now I was free to bring Lindsay home and cook for her.**Mrs. Taylor**I always felt bad lying to Keith, but it was easier than the alternative. The truth was, I didn't actually have to work late. I. к. я не являюсь поклонником TF (за редким исключением божественного "Coleman institute", имеющего на данном ресурсе удивительно низкие оценки (( ), то вступление придётся делать более прозаичным. )Место действия оставим оригинальным - где-то на задворких Калифорнийщины. А вследствии совершенного незнакомства с тамошней жизнью, история обещает быть тотальным трешевым фан-фикшеном с рязанским акцентом, что впрочем ничть не отличает её от всего что на chyoo представлено )))Имена второстепенных. He says Damn bro she's hot!" He was like I know man. I'm goin to sit next to her." Once next to me he says "My name is Paul. What’s your name babe?" I couldn't think I was stunned and smiling. So I blurted out a name. I'm Toni." I smile really nervouslyHe then smiles and says how about you lift up the shirt for me. Let me get a look at those pretty titties I know you got. I smile nervously and lift up my shirt and he loves how my soft little tits drop out.Paul says "those are nice little tits.