Shortly after finishing writing this story longtime UCLA men'sbasketball coach John Wooden passed away at 99. I send my condolencesout to his family a...d friends, none of whom are probably reading this.How Far Away Is Canada?: June 2010 part 1by Courtney BrownHello readers. Today you have caught me before what is bound to be themost stressful and nerve-wracking moment in my young life.My name is Stephen Walton, am 16 years old and this coming August willenroll as a sophomore at St. Anthony High. You looked really pretty in the dress you were wearing.’ ‘You came over here to tell me that?’ ‘Not just that. I was wondering if you had a date for the dance next Saturday night?’ ‘You want to date me now? Isn’t that funny. Weren’t you the guy who couldn’t handle it when we got here and I was being teased because my breasts hadn’t developed yet?’ ‘Oh shit. You remembered that. Jane, I’m sorry. I was a little kid back then. I’m not the same guy I was.’ ‘I guess I’m okay now that I have these,’. She came near me and with a wicked smile she told that till your birthday you can enjoy me visually but you should not touch me unless I tell you. I came to my senses and saw my sister’s eyes with lust. I asked her to strip and show her body. She is shy and told to wait till birthday. I pointed out what she told.After thinking she locked the room and removed her t-shirt and skirt showing her beautiful structure. She was half nude with only thongs in front of me. My cock was happy with the. I opened my mouth and started sucking him as he said I hope you like this load I have been driving a semi for 8 hours with porn playing my sleep edging myself. His cock was about 4 inches and I was taking him all the way balls deep when he moaned and grabbed my head. He flooded my mouth with hot trucker cum pulse after pulse of hot cum. Just like the other guy he said thank you and walked out. That night I probably sucked 10 more truckers until finally I got what I needed the whole time. It was.