"Chris are you crazy?" she said as she watched him moving his hand slowly up and down. Her breathing was coming a little faster."Crazy about you!" he ...nswered and pulled her free hand over to his hard shaft.Janet moaned as he felt his familiar hard flesh in her hand. She wanted to pull away but she couldn't resist giving him a few pulls."I want you to drink me," Chris said in an excited tone."I can't suck you here," Janet whispered."I don't want you to suck me, I want you to drink my cum. I. My pussy clenched. “Yeah, it’s pretty naughty. I love you. See you tomorrow. I need to masturbate or I’ll go crazy.”“We could have phone sex,” she said. “I’ll be home in fifteen minutes.”I bit my lip. “No, I might blurt out my surprise. Tomorrow. 5:30 PM sharp.“I’ll be there!”FridayThe doorbell rang and then it opened on its own. I told Paloma to come on in ahead of time. I had begged my parents not to be here. My mother wasn’t happy to miss me in my dress, but my futa-mother was more than. I didn’t drift off to sleep as quickly as I usually did. I was running what if scenarios in my head. Only a couple got me killed, but that was still pretty disturbing. I finally fell asleep.I awoke at 5:03 AM, pretty much right on time for my shitty alarm clock. I dressed in my fleece jogging suit and took the road bike for a ride. It was my plan to double my ride ever week. This was supposed to be three miles our and three back. It was a struggle. My hips really hurt, but I stuck with it, and. Tuesday night, Eileen called me from Bill's house. She told me that she had just heard about what happened that day in school. She wanted me to know that she hadn't spoken to Bill before he attacked me."Larry, I hope you aren't mad at me for any of this?" I'm not mad at anyone, not even Bill. It was going to happen anyway probably. I'm sorry that it did happen, but not surprised by it." Bill asked me to call you, Larry. He wants to talk to you. Can I put him on?" I don't know. What does he want.