I took him to a party one Friday night and he didn't even drink. There was beer there, but he said he didn't want any.Over the weeks he had been livin... with us, JR had become a pretty good swimmer. He could hold his own with Ted, one of the stronger swimmers on the team. Our coach told me he was a natural.Kim had been talking about JR since she saw him in the shower. Girls talk, a lot like guys do, and she couldn't stop talking about the size of his cock. I noticed the bulge in his Speedo, but. Was she eyeing my erection? “See you at dinner.” I couldhave sworn she was wiggling her butt on purpose when shewalked out. Well, maybe not. I was in a heightened stateof arousal after all.Things didn’t move any further the next few weeks. Shewould kiss me on the cheek now and that was nice. Plusevery so often, she wore something a little morerevealing and there was always a time during those daysthat she would turn or bend and I could look down hershirt into those beautiful. She noticed that he said somewhere instead of home. Did he want take her to his apartment? Although at this point she REALLY wanted to go back to his apartment with him, there was still a little part of her brain that was afraid of what would happen if her boyfriend had a sudden change of heart.She looked at him and replied, "Can you drive me home?" Sure," he replied, although the look on his face was a look of dejection, if only for a split second. At that moment, she knew that he still had. When these guys blow their wads into my face,it should have been into yours. Pussy!"Then she turned, and she took Allen in her mouth, and she grabbed aholdof Jeffery, squeezing him as she sucked his partner.I watched through tears, through the shame that I was not man enough towalk away, and not sissy enough to do my job. It should have been me. Ididn't deserve my dress, my breasts, my lipstick. I was a fraud. I was acounterfeit sissy, not good enough even for submission.Karen was finished with.