Little did I know how cool I would become… and how much I didn’t want to be that cool. We went to a movie. Some comedy with a big name ac...or, I don’t remember which anymore. I wasn’t really paying attention, with my tongue inside Carrie’s mouth and my hand up her shirt. We were almost alone in the theater, but the staff was probably watching. I could swear that Carrie had an orgasm from me rubbing her tits (she was probab- ly rubbing her clit), it was great! We. I met her gaze. "Your mother," I replied and handed her the envelope.She noticed how heavy it was and deduced, like Ramone and I had, that there was a present inside. That made her slightly less tense. But she was still nervous and her hands shook a little as she opened it. It contained a card and something wrapped in tissue paper. She unwrapped that first and looked completely stunned. It was a heavy and very beautiful gold bangle - I am shocked it had been sent by ordinary mail. It looked. “Such a cute, little white girl-boi,” the giant who had impaled him rumbled, the depth of his voice literally shaking Calvin’s body, as if the clench of fiery pleasure that issued from his oh so sensitive new breasts at the touch of his lover wasn’t enough to cause him to tremble as his whole body seemed to try to clamp down on the cock in his ass hole.A little spurt of cum shot from Calvin’s cock, and the giant above him laughed while asking, “Are you going to cum from me fucking you?”“I think. James was leaning against his car and he peered from his sunglasses and smiled. ‘Ready to go?’ ‘Yeah.’ Janet went inside his BMW convertible was he held the door for her. James closed the door and went into the drivers’ side. He started the car and they zoomed off to a dress boutique on Fifth Avenue. James parked the car and got out of the drivers’ seat, he held the door for Janet. Janet said a thank you and they both went into the dress boutique hand-in-hand together. The owner of the boutique.