I have been the one friends would come to with their problems; often I was able to help them find their own answers. They knew they could trust me fro... experience. Nothing that anyone ever told me was passed on to another person; I always kept everything between me and the person telling me their troubles. This is how I ended up being where I am today. In all honesty, I still am the nice guy; I'm also something much more. I always was and will be. I will also always be there to protect them to. It took 45 minutes to calm her fears. I placed the money on the desk, told her what I wanted, and she agreed. What she didn't tell me was she worked best when she was completely naked, thus energizing my libido to perform more and in the process to make her more money. But I strictly wanted oral and she gave me one helluva show. She stradded me in the 69 position so her pussy was inches away from my face and sucked me off and I had a difficult time NOT reaching up and tasting or touching. " He saw Megan lying beside him. His head was rested on her chest, and she was stroking his hair. "I hope you are feeling better." Yeah, thanks. But my head is pounding." What was that? I didn't say anything." Megan's lips only moved through half of her comment. Without speaking she continued, "I hope he isn't insane. That would be just perfect though. I sleep with a random guy I met at work whom happens to be crazy. Why did I sleep with you in the first place?" You said that you hoped I was. The other two, also girls, were in their teens and frequently babysat me. The houses are modest starter homes built in the late 70s. Two huge cottonwood trees grew in our front yard and shaded the whole house and into the street. In the backyard we have trees surrounding an open area large enough to play volleyball or play kids baseball. The story I am going to tell started one summer afternoon. I was 6 years old and spent most of my time hanging out with my best friend who lived in the next.