" Oh? Sure."I reached behind myself on the counter and retrieved the item I'd picked up. I turned back to him, the thing in my hand. I was holding a v...ry large, dark, richly grained wooden dildo. Some sort of mahogany cock, it seemed. "Well?"He grinned and blushed at once. "Well what? If you've got a question, go right ahead." Well, what exactly is this for?" For? Why Glenda, it's for masturbating. You didn't know?" I'd assumed. So what's it doing in the box?" Well, not masturbating, that's for. My tongue drew circles teasing him, getting closer but in no hurry to give into what he was craving. I listened carefully to Jake’s breath. He never moaned, barely ever let out a sigh, but his breath would quicken and that sound made me excited. His body told me what he wanted. Hips would push out ever so slightly. His grip on me would tighten. But my favorite way to read him was to watch the way his face twisted. He was biting his bottom lip and his forehead was wrinkled up. I caught glimpses. And I didn't wantthat to happen between us. I care about you so much and if we broke up,it would kill me. Kill me. So I figured if I stayed friends with you Iwould never have to worry about that", she explained.I couldn't believe what I just heard. Al this time and she actuallycared about me. I started to cry. I haven't cried in a long time, but Ijust let the tears flow. Sarah put her arm around me."All this time you really liked me? I cant believe this. Oh god Sarah Ilove you so much" I love. You can only have one or the other." I tilted my head and looked at him. After a moment, I nodded "Yes, that sounds reasonable." The worst thing about this was that I really believed it at that moment.I stood up, still on wobbly legs, and, probably to his surprise, I began to pull off my socks. I had to stop in between, supporting myself on a cupboard, but I finally managed to get them off. Loooking over at him, I tried to straighten myself and began to open the buttons of my brown shirt. I.