Through Mikey I hoped to catch up with the rest of the thieving buggers, Marty and Simon. I intended taking out my fair share from each of them, eith...r in lump sums or simply lumps. I was easy either way. I like accounts to be balanced, debit and credit, settled nice and neatly to satisfy my own self-audit. Anyway, earlier that afternoon, I was sitting relaxed in a café enjoying a warm sweet cuppa. It made a nice change from the tongue-strangling stewed brew I had become accustomed to. I was. Me- ohhh didi thanks a lot for upraising my stories soo muchd- okk aur bataooo phir jab hum milenge to tum mere sath kya kya karne wale hooome- aare didi yeh saab too aap ke upar hai mai to sirf aa jaunga phir aap jaise chaho mujhe use kar sakte ho mai us time period ke liye kewal aap kaa he rahunga aap ki jo karne ki marji ho aap wo kar sakte haid- dekh lo phir jab milenge to mana mat karna ki yeh nahi kar sakta wo nahi kar sakta hu,me- okk didi mai to saab kuch kar sakta hud- 2 month ki. Finding the story I discovered the facts and rumors of my exploits were well known in school as Julie, Rachael, Sierra as well as the other girls on the softball team all contributed. Julie of course knew or suspected the most, as she spent a lot more time with me than any other girl, including Sierra. That was only the beginning of my problems, as the web links in his story not only tied the various videos to me. Adding fuel to the fire, he had somehow managed to get access to not only the two. I’m tired of hanging with boys who will not get a job and don’t care if they please any girl. Hell, Dad, all Johnny wants to do is get off and move on to other things. I mean seriously, I’m twenty-three years old, and it doesn’t take a lot to get me wet, but with him, I have to use lube. It’s a waste of time, effort and money. From the first kiss, we’re finished in about five minutes. All he wants to do is mount me, stroke in and out of me fifteen, maybe twenty times, pull out and shoot off on.