Ruth smirked. You werent sure if you were going to come? No yes no I mean . . . Were as daft as each other. Were girlfriend and boyfriend and yet were...still paranoid. Yeah, I suppose we are daft. Ruth pulled him closer, initiating a long, slow kiss. There. Were both here. So, where should we go? Yes. Shall we have a walk by the river and then go to the Rising sun? Yes. Id like that. The couple walked with their arms around one another, talking, smiling and kissing. Ruth felt completely at ease,. She pulled off me and asked, “Can you spend the night? I’ll say good night to Mom and Dad if you can.”I lived in the college dorm so no one was checking up on me. Damn right I’d stay! We’d met at the college where she took AP classes and I thought she was older. When I found out the facts, and realized she was legal here, I decided what the hell, let’s see where it goes. Good choice so far!We screwed and talked some more but got enough sleep to get through the next day ... barely. At breakfast. In fact, it was actually almost enjoyable if the situation wasn’t so fucked up. He pulled me back onto his bed and laid me down on my back. He spread out my legs and began licking my asshole. It tickled in a subtle sort of way, and my dick began perking up again, and again, it was in spite of myself. By the time he was done, my dick was fully erect. “Come on man, stop it,” I said.He didn’t of course. Instead, he made us switch positions, and made me lick his asshole. Luckily, it seemed like he. Honestly, in many ways, he reminded me of Duna, with his constant references to other stories, and the types of cheatings and outcomes. In February of 2015 my good friend John had a heart attack. He was slow to recover. The timing was horrible for me. I was in the middle of moving cross-country, starting a new job, and dealing with some family issues. He didn’t return my numerous calls or emails, and I wasn’t immediately aware of his medical problems. It was several months before I received.