Now pay attention MM was blonde, I am not, MM was tall, I am not. MM had lots of oomph, I don't... ," she said."Sorry to interrupt you, Mere Aaka. Wha... is oomph?" I asked pretending ignorance.She said, "You don't know what oomph is? You call yourself a man. Ask someone. Lastly, I am much prettier than MM was. Got it?" Yes, just one more thing. It will be very crowded in front of the box office; I suggest that instead of meeting there, we meet on the opposite side of the street. It will be. Jake was into the same stuff I was, he was fit, clean, and had a good job so I knew he wouldn't bitch out on the rent. The only problem was that Jake was gay. I had no problem with gay people. I'd ever experimented a time or two in college, but I didn't know how I felt about living with a gay guy. Eventually, two of the other candidates dropped out and he was the only one left of the ones that I liked. I called him and told him to move in on the first. That was three months agoJake proved. He would have known something terrible had happened if he'd seen her come in the night before.How many men? Jennifer couldn't remember. She remembered that it seemed like hours before they were done with her., She remembered helping Rena to her feet, and helping her to get dressed.She remembered the long drive to Rena's house and somehow getting the poor young girl inside.Then Jennifer had returned home and into a hot tub. She'd scrubbed herself raw but she still didn't feel completely clean.. We didn’t say nothing for a while. Just sat there, me with my boner in my trackies, him with his boner in his trousers.Then I said, “Right. Shall we get our dicks out then and have a wank?”My mate’s Dad, he looked a bit nervous, probably thinking about his son.I put my hand on his thigh.“I promise your son will never find out about this, Mr Roberts. Let’s just whip our cocks out and have fun.”I pulled my trackies down. I lifted my bum up, pulled my trackies down to my ankles. Fuck it. Why not?.