Okay, so yes, I admit I had one secret from him, but think about it. I know what I would have thought if he'd taken me aside and said, "Bobby, I have ...to tell you something, or I'm going to explode, and we have no secrets from each other right? Well ... I'm fucking your mother, and we're in love." I would have laughed. Then I'd have hit him and said that was a joke in extremely poor taste, even for best friends.Of course, I wasn't fucking his mother. But I knew I was going to. I didn't know if I. As her blue eyes stared into mine, her perfume in my nostrils, her full lips and bright teeth talking to me, she introduced herself to me Crystal, 19 years old student, on her way to her sister’s weddingAre you a professional photographer? Would you take photos of me? Can we go somewhere to talk? Crystal and I found a cafe where we each had a sandwich and a drink while flirting outrageously with each other. I was teased about the ‘tart opposite me on the train’, and agreed that I had found her. She wasn't feminine whatsoever. She burped, farted, wore men's clothes and had short cropped brown hair also like a boy. But I knew she was a girl by her big blues eyes and dimple in her left cheek when she smiled. My heart would literally pound whenever I saw her.I first met Sylvia backstage after her performance as buttons in Cinderella. I kept repeating myself saying how sensational she was and she just gave me a dazzling smile that made my heart melt. After that first meet, I was hooked. In. You lick and suck her, straining your neck to get closer. She lifts up and turns around, settling back down on your mouth, reaching for your hot, throbbing cock. She takes it in her hands and plays with it, teasing your head with gentle swipes, grinding into your mouth. She leans over and takes you in her mouth, licking and sucking down your length. Your hips strain up, trying to enter her mouth further. ?No!? she says and pulls back to give your cock another hard swipe. ?Rude boys don't tell.