I said “Yes, we need to talk about that." She started, "Rick, he is the captain of the football team. I am the cheerleader captain. He is my boyfrie...d. He, he… Rick, why are you sitting there with that pillow in your lap? Are you trying to cover something up?" She grabbed the pillow away and yelled, "RICK! You have a hard on!" I stammered, "That… that… that does not excuse what your were doing. We need to talk about that with your mother!" "Rick, can we leave mom out of this. Can we just talk. Later, as we sat at the table, Iwanted to ask him about the flowers, but did not want to embarrass him,so I merely let him hold my hand. When it was time to leave he walkedme to the car, but never moved to kiss me, or even hug me, which, in away, disappointed me. On the way home I wondered if I did somethingwrong, and that surprised me.Janet and Kim both told me that I had Bucky wound around my littlefinger, but I wasn't so sure. Bucky never once gave me any reason tothink that he thought of me. " "Do you really care so much what other people think?" Cindy said loftily."What about what I think? I'm the one you're marrying. Not everyone else.I'm the one you're going to live with." "That reminds me," I asked. "Where are we going to live when we go back.Your place or mine?" She laughed as if I'd just made a joke. "Mine of course. Here, put thison." "Good Lord! I'm not wearing a woman's one piece bathing suit! Cindy, thisis going too far!" "But look at the bottom Its got a fringe. If. As his cock slides out it pulls at the walls of my tunnel and stretches my lips that are tight around it. He reaches down and takes one piercing in each hand pulling them in different directions until I feel the slightest bit of pain that combines with his cock pumping in me to bring me closer and closer to bliss. I want him to move faster and drive into me harder so I can cum but he continues his slow methodical stroking, keeping me on the edge, just out of reach of an orgasm. He continued.