You ARE a HORNY wench, aren’t you? So you like the rough stuff?’ The model didn’t flinch at the coarse questions, just stood there calmly waitin... for the gentleman’s next move. The gentleman moved around to face her again and buried his tongue in her upturned mouth for another deep kiss. She automatically sucked on it again. He kept his face close to hers as he growled: ‘I am taking you to my room. We’re going to play some games that will fire my lust and cool my cravings.’ He turned away not. I wanted a pickup truck. I compromised, mom chose a silver minivan and I bought a half share. In the meantime my Uncle Bob, owner of an auto repair shop and gas station, used his contacts and located a 53 Chevy step side that had been in storage for the past eight years. I used a little of what was left of my college money to take Mom and Dad, Uncle Bob and my Aunt Paula out to dinner at Rossi’s in the Quadrant. Rossi’s is a local family Italian restaurant that served the best pizza in town.. Real good," I whispered. And for the next ten minutes, she worked quietly as I felt myself about to drift off to sleep on a few occasions. She had now brought her hands from the waist of my jeans up underneath my shirt, slowly stretching her arms forward as she worked her fingers up and down across my back. When her fingers then reached the straps of my bra, she delicately unsnapped it and pushed them aside so that she could rub the entirety of my back unimpeded. She now had her arms stretched. The second three days, John barely left his room. In the end, the only thing that got him out of it was his mother threatening to fumigate the house with him in it. Even so, he barely reached the decision to leave instead of staying for the poison gas. John attended school that day with a full beard, he hadn’t shaved in more than a week. He didn’t pay attention in any of his classes and missed one when he simply didn’t get up from lunch. When he finally did, the food in front of him hadn’t been.