" "Oh yes, I forget you don't know it!" "No" "Have some bread" I move closer. Our eyes meet with warm smiles of welcome. I reach my hand in the bag on...your lap and throw a few crumbs to the ducks. We fall into conversation absorbed in each other. Ducks get occasional crumbs from one or the other of us. I reach into the bag, not much left. At the bottom the bag is still on your lap. Through the thin bag I can feel your leg. My finger tips start to move, a mini massage on the top of your thigh.. She had Spenser’s ‘Faerie Queen’ and I sat down with it, reading a few stanzas just for the pleasure of it. I wasn’t aware she’d returned until she spoke. ‘You like Spenser?’ ‘He’s hard work, but yes, much more than some free verse I read.’ I smiled at her. ‘I suppose I’m old-fashioned in my poetry tastes.’ ‘Perhaps just as well you teach on the computing side of the university,’ she said, her expression solemn, but I caught a twinkle in her eye. ‘Perhaps,’ I said, fighting a grin, but she. My eyes never leaving Brittany’s as she watches my cock, Ash working to clean me, more pre-cum beading up on my cocks head. I felt Ash’s hot breath and just as quick as a mouse she had flick that hot sweat tongue and licked my cock head clean of its drippings. I ganked Ashlynn’s head back by the hair. Looking down into her face I tell her, NO! You Do Not Get Daddy Cock! I lift her, giving her a little shake my fist still in her hair, I toss her to the floor. “Now, You Look At Mistress. I was afraid to even ask for things. I was afraid to try things. I mean Paul was supposed to do all that.” Carol’s heart was racing. It was like telling a priest your deepest secrets, only much better. Tina cleared her throat and tried to stay calm. She wanted to cry with her friend, hold her and sob, but she knew that would only make Carol more upset. Tina held back her tears. “Well you know,” Tina searched for tender words. “I’d never judge you baby girl. I’m just shocked.” Tina hugged her.