You taste of the sea as my suctioning mouth draws the water from your crease of your sex while my busy tongue rakes the puckered folds of your pussy l...ps, still closed from the sea, but swelling, opening like a flower in the heat of the sun. Your petals part, my tongue delves in, tasting the honeyed tang of your pussy. You moan again, more loudly, your hips squirm, rising to my tongue, and your head drops back onto the windscreen. My teeth rake the underside of my tongue as I thrust it deep. Teddy had a girl named Bianca Zemedyev on her arm and the two were busy pushing the envelope on the school's rules against overt displays of sexuality. Perhaps they simply kicked it into high gear every time I was around.School itself was beginning to feel like a mistake. I didn't need to be here, and its value as a facade for my real intentions seemed to be fading fast. I told the cross country coach I wasn't going to come out this year and spent my free time rock climbing or working on my. I have three different girlfriendsand I'll treat you all as such." Brian said as they walked to Teri's bedroom. TWO WEEKS LATER Brian's wife Karen answered her front door. The person standing on her doorstep was Brian's mother Joan. " Come in." invited Karen. As Joan stepped in Karen then shut the door loudly. " Where's that little bitch you call a son." Karen shouted " If anyone turned him into a so-called bitch it was you." answered Joan " Answer the lady you. " Why didn't you tell me?" Why? There wasn't anything you could do about it. All that I would have accomplished by telling you was increase the possibility that they would follow through on their threat." Which was?" They had pictures of Angie and me that they said they would send to our parents." What kind of pictures?" Pictures of Angie and me screwing a bunch of niggers. If my mom and dad had seen those pictures they would have turned their backs on Angie and me — they would have disowned.