. put him out of his misery.. show him what its like to have the real thing instead of masturbating over it. You know he wants you, he's mad for you....... he wants you more than his own fiancee, baby. Give him something to tell his friends.... how he fucked this gorgeous much older, married white chick who lived next door just before he got married and whats more did it to her while her husband watched."No way... I wouldn't" she replied.He watched her eyes, he sensed a change in the way she said. And oh, so very gentle. I’m so glad Ben is getting over his initial shyness with me. I tingle all over when Ben kisses me and this is not puppy love. I ran my hands up his neck and touched his face trying to memorize the features of his face with my fingers tips. I ran my hands over his head, with and against the bristles of his sensibly very short brown hair, thinking, ‘he’s mine and I want him. I wanted Ben from the time I first kissed him, the night of our harvest moon.’ My hands went to. " You don't have to be sorry for anything," Patricia immediately stated. "I'm the one who should be sorry. That was extremely inappropriate on my part and I was just trying to teach you the way I had been taught." I understand. It's just that...I'm not gay. I didn't want you to think I was. So I was kind of freaked out a little." That's completely understandable. Like I said, it was my fault entirely. Honestly, that's never happened before in my professional career as a professor, so I don't. "Listen," he said. "Lawton tried to screw us. That's clear. But he's the only one who knows the buyer. Without him, we don't have shit." Wrong," said Dooley. "We've got the jungle cunt. We'll find a buyer on our own." Oh, right," Louie said sarcastically. "You hang around with lots of billionaires with kinky tastes."The discussion dragged on for half an hour, until Louie agreed to throw in his lot with Dooley."Okay, you're right," he said wearily. "We can't trust him. So we'll take the girl and.