.”“The flavored stuff?”I nod and go on, “And then he holds me down and makes me blow him.”“Do you try to fight him?”“Not really . . . ...I squirm a little and groan, but I can’t move, so I just do what he wants.”“As you should. What happens after that? Does he cum in your mouth?”“Sometimes . . . or sometimes he cums on my face. Sometimes, he saves it for when he’s fucking me. And sometimes, he likes to shoot video of what he’s doing with my phone, and all I can see is the bright light white in my. I stood up front with 4 other girls. We were all dressed in our uniforms and looked onto the rest of the squad. Misty walked up and down and recited the 'cheerleader vows'. I looked to the right and left of me and saw the other new recruits. I knew none of them."Never be late for practice..." I heard Misty as she walked past me.I looked at the other cheerleaders sitting on the bleachers half paying attention. Some of them were on their phones, while others were gossiping. I looked at each one. Their tongues worked over my flesh as I struggled to accept that I had just had my ass fucked, with a rather large dildo, and had, not only, enjoyed it, but had come so hard with no direct contact on my penis. I had to ask myself, what did it mean? Was I gay? Would I enjoy taking another man’s cock in my ass? Considering how I felt about Riley and the pleasure I took in making love to her, and Jenn, I reasoned I couldn’t be gay. So then, did that mean I was bisexual? I had stole glances at. I got a call from Red Sweet thanking me for the sale. Of course, he solicited me for any other property requirements I may have in the future. However, what I need is furniture and appliances.Again the Cranston Herald solves the dilemma. There is a three page ad for Kidd's Furniture store; they promise free delivery and a professional decorator to help. That, I am going to require. But, first, a trip to my new abode; I need measurements. What I need immediately is the kitchen, the living room.