”“I will start keeping a scrapbook on you now and backdate it as far back as I can. You know what one of my favourite dreams is? That someday you,...Pete, and Derek play for the same hockey team.”“And your first dream is?”“My first dream is in two parts, for us to finally make love, and for you and me to be married someday,” she said, kissing his cheek.“That’s a dream that I’ll gladly make come true,” Brad replied, cupping Abby’s chin and giving her a soft kiss. She smiled, touching her forehead. “What do you want?” she said, voice snappy, loud enough so she could be heard through the door as she dried herself off.“To talk.”She froze, but only for a moment. She wrapped herself up in her cloth and made her way quickly across her room to her door, unbolting it and swinging it inwards.Scarlett looked over Mayla’s form, naked save for the cloth that only just managed to make her modest, her full breasts pressed to her chest by the fabric, her blonde hair loose and wet at her shoulders, her. My thoughts and emotions, memories and personality were inconsequential here. My disgusting handler gave my firm ass several slaps, pulled his fingers out and moved to my head, brushing my damp black hair aside with his slimy pussy juice coated fingers and whispered in my ear, his hot smelly breath on my flesh and his tongue lightly lapping at my earlobe.“Sorry I can’t fuck you proper little cunt, rules and all. I know how badly you want my cum all up in that womb of yours, I can tell from all. ” from then on I knew I had made a friend and hopefully a friend with benefits. A couple of days later after college, we exchanged numbers and she promised we would meet up some time, sooner rather than later hopefully. One night she called me saying, “Hi Cristy what you up to?” I was doing my coursework, “Err nothing... I’m not doing anything". “Want to go out?” She replied, she had caught me off guard. It was 9:30pm and I was in my pink short shorts and white shirt. “Were would we go?” I.