His mind drifted back to the photograph. The one he’d barely been able to tear himself away from. “It stays longer than I thought,” he mused, f...nding her eyes. She stared back at him. He knew what it did to him, to see that bruise marking that stolen moment between them. He suddenly wished he could just climb into her thoughts and know what it was she felt. “You see it every day…” he said, searching her features for some indication of whether it affected her. She nodded, but still didn’t. “Them too.” She started stroking me harder. I have to admit. It did feel good. I moaned.“How many men did you fuck over the weekend?” I asked as I leaned back into the sofa, placing my hands on her tits, squeezing them. She always did have great boobs. I was not surprised that I felt no bra. She did that for them, not me.“Only three,” she explained. “Jared, plus another black guy and a white guy.” She stopped stroking me long enough to unbutton her blouse and expose her tits. I played with her. ' I was like oh shit until I wee what he wrote.And for a good final fun thought.......the story is NOTHING like the original.Originally we had Maggie coming back to find Heath and Tiffany who have Karen. In this Michelle and Travis are so warped to have them be beaten and discarded being broke....Heath and Tiffany have a couple more kids. The next variation was the same as chapter one with Jasmine being with Heath but Tiffany comes back with Karen to find Jasmine with Gregie. In this we kept. Him: Hey gorgeous. I have to know what panties you’re wearing. Me: Purple lace boyshorts Him: Mmmmm…purple. Want to fuck? Me: Hell yes. Where and when? Him: The field house during your planning block. Me: I’ll meet you there at 9. I click off the phone and try to get back to Macbeth, but the observant student would notice my flushed cheeks, the gleam in my eye. The observant adult would probably put the pieces together and recognize the “I’m about to get lucky” expression. If you knew about the.