And probably so would Bonne. Despite what everyone thinks not every guy wants to watch two girls getting it on and I would be disgusted with myself if...I were to even entertain the idea of forcing you to do something that you didn’t like or enjoy. You obviously have feelings for Bonnie, and you would make that sacrifice if she wanted it but although I don’t know you, I would never disrespect you by doing that to you. I’m sorry if your experience of guys has been bad but we are not all perverted. As she walked across the lawn I noticed that she held her head up higher and that her back was straighter than before. Maybe my little tirade worked. Maybe my brutal honesty with her could snap her out of her funk. I knew too, that I needed to snap out of one myself. There was no way that I was going to let us both wallow in misery and self pity. Enough is enough. Time to move on. Perhaps we could help each other? Hell, why not. Then self-doubt crept over me. Maybe she’s just tired from all the. "What did you do?" I gave my boyfriend a blowjob," she said."Did he cum?" All over himself" she said with a giggle, perhaps thinking back to me telling her to swallow my cum."Did you ever fuck him?" Yes, for his 16th birthday"The questions and answers went on for about half an hour, then we ate. Now I was ready to get down to business. I asked her to give me a blowjob to get into the "on" position, a feat accomplished with a little less work than I had imagined. I taught her how to play with. I arrived at the Lakeside Blue Motel half an hour early. With butterflies in my stomach, I rode past the hotel, until I came to a resting stop for cars. Sitting down on a bench, I breathed in the evening hair, trying to relax myself. The prospect of getting a blowjob from a random curious woman excited me so much that I could barely contain myself. The minutes passed by until it the clock hit 8:56pm. I peddled back to the motel and went up the third floor. Making a few wrong turns, I finally.