She being the best friend that she is listened patiently to my neurotic self babble on and when I had finally calmed down she said she'd be there in 3...0. I hung up the phone and excitedly ran upstairs to my pigpen of a room to hunt for the perfect outfit to put on. Even though we were just hanging out at my house I still felt the need to dress up just a bit because as I said Stacy was gorgeous and she was always dressed to go somewhere. I started throwing all the clothes that were piled up on my. I can’t really remember his name to be honest. She was big, in a way you can only get with a combination of genetics and not caring. Not that it mattered what she looked like, but at least I would have something to avert the boredom if she had been a hottie. But she wasn’t, so there was nothing to prevent her from boring me to death. She had a piece of cheese stuck to the side of her mouth. It was disgusting. Ah, here comes the part where I have to respond, there’s a tone, when being talked at. "You have friends, people at work--" People at work," he sneers. "A bunch of muscleheads whose greatest accomplishment is slamming down six whole beers without having to run to the john. No, Kendra, I've never been able to talk to another human being the way I can talk to you. Not even Bethany." He looks deep in your eyes. He takes several deep husky breaths, and the hand petting your cheek starts to tremble. "I don't want to hurt you." Then don't," you tell him. "Stop this while you still. The first story was also a live encounter even though the title might lead you to believe it was just a phone sex story. The first story took place in the early 2000s. Anyways, first I will admit I was horny and pissed. It was my last night in Guam for a few months, and I wouldn't be sucking dick back at my assignment.And my friend had stood me up. A good looking Filipino guy. While working in the Pacific, I would come to Guam 2-3 times a year for R&R and Medical appointments. This guy was more.