“Sarah…my Sarah” I said as if she was my daughter, which she isn’t. I know her parents, well in fact. I suppose we can be considered friends a...though we never go out at all. We still talk a lot, when we see one another. I looked at her profile closely. She was sitting there, on her bed, adorned in pajamas, which to me were quite questionable. And then I decided to read a story of hers. Once I was done, I found my hand down inside my pants. I was holding myself because of what I read. “Jesus” I. . It was about that time I heard voices outside.. everyone was coming back from the pool... There were a few similar things that happened over that summer.. I was too shy to pursue... didn't understand how the game worked.... My place as a Alpha Male....Then one night... I was outside in the stairwell of our apartment complex.. Just chilling.... My mom was watching her son as she went out to a formal function at her work.. I watch her get out of her car... She had on a long spaghetti strap. My cock felt as if it was about to bust as he licked down the under shaft then used his lips to massage the veins running along the shaft. The stranger watched intently and I could see that he was not happy having his lover lick and suck this strangers cockTrevor returned and the old man didn't see his coming as he grabbed his wrists, pulling them behind his back where he secured them with rope. The young man continued to lick and suck my cock as Trevor pushed his captive to the ground.He was. I stopped my bike besides her, slowly I asked her can I drop you somewhere, the rain was getting stronger and she was getting drenched in water, she looked here and there and then something striked her (maybe the rain or maybe the empty road) immediately said yes and swiftly sat behind me, even though I might have given lift to several people earlier but never had this strange feeling. While riding I said,Me – u have to follow some rules sitting behind meHer – (laughingly) and what are those.