Remember the night we found each other. That night at... at the party. That night... the pain... the pain of existence."The pain of existence.She woul...n't let me alone. Bad enough that she'd call me four or five times a day at my workplace. But, she also had this annoying habit of dropping in unannounced at my apartment and more or less demanding sex right then and there. And even when you're not in a particularly lusty mood, it's hard to turn down a needy woman when she's rubbing her nipples. 'My purse is on the table- take anything you want, all my money is over there I have nothing on me!" She yelled as the person behind her chuckled."You think I want money? Your things?" He muttered in her ear. His hands traced the outline of her body, feeling every bump and curve; he inhaled the scent of her hair as he continued on. "Nope, all I want is you, and thankfully you left your door right open for me to waltz in and take you. Now be a good girl and do as I say and we'll walk away. And then- we both burst into laughter. Plain, old laughter. It felt so good to be able to laugh with him. I knew it was okay. He wasn’t angry or upset. We were okay, and that meant the world to me; his friendship meant the world to me, he, meant the world to me.“Well I never thought we would ever do, well, something like that” he said as soon as our laughter subsided.“I know, it was… surreal”“That it was” he concluded longingly “You know, I liked it”“I liked it” And so again, with only three. She very lightly massaged his buttocks, and the cold cream felt like warm butter chilling the pain. It wasn't the only thing that grew."Hey teacher. I think he forgives you." Naomi giggled once she noticed the new life stirring in Eric's wonderful cock."What child?" Barbara looked down. "Oh my!"Eric blushed at that. His face turned redder than his backside. He couldn't help himself. The soft ministrations on his super tender cheeks were like the most delicate sensation, and his body responded.