”Jack and Wayne had been partners for about five years, and they were best friends. We saw a lot of Jack…sometimes we double dated when he had a g...irlfriend, and sometimes we just had him over to the house for dinner or to watch a game. One thing I knew about Jack….he loved my big tits. I always caught him looking at them whenever he was over at the house. And when we hugged, he usually found a way to cop a feel, or surreptitiously rub my side boob. I didn’t really mind. He was a nice. Finally she heard the massive man tell one his friend "they had to let the bitch get going." As he put it. Relaxing just a little Lisa waited to be freed of her bounds when she heard the razor turn on next to her skull.They pain caused by the razor was minor compared to the piercing's she had been given, but having the inch long stripe of hair shaved off the side of her head was as humiliating as anything else they had done to her that day.Finally she was released from her restraints and forced. His face looked like it had been sculptured by a Roman master and his light blue eyes were totally arresting. Wallace had always been puzzled by men who claimed that they couldn’t tell if another man was good-looking. Wallace had always viewed this ridiculous macho façade with suspicion; he always believed it was a feeling of guilt that many men harboured for having touched another boy’s dick in their youth.After a tasty dinner, Wallace made his way to the patio, because Wallace was one of. But for now, she had an appointment with Michael’s bed and her own fingers. An appointment that - judging by how turned on she was - could take a few hours.As Michael marched across town, his distance from Antioch High grew. Mr. Foster’s instructions faded slightly, and he became increasingly disappointed with his own actions over the last few days.You were never really dating* Brandi,” he tried to tell himself, but even in his own head, he knew that didn’t justify his actions. He loved her -.