Reaching above my head I began pulling on the bell chord ringing out my pride of getting a fantastic fuck the previous night.Smiling up at Jenny with ...pride in what we had done I watched as she looked all around our surroundings. Suddenly she lifted up her shirt and showed me her large orbs. Moving quickly into position she pulled her shirt over me covering my head smothering my face into her soft chest. Quietly she barked out her order, "I want to ring the bell, too. Bite my boobies while you. Believe me, I had no idea it would do this to you. You must really love this boy, bozo though he appears to be.’ ‘Paul has an agent?’ I asked. I could hardly believe it. He had always avoided agents like the plague, complaining that they were parasites and bloodsuckers who had no inkling whatsoever of what it went to be an artist. He absolutely refused to put his career in one of their hands, even though he knew that without one he would probably remain an known outsider. ‘Katy Gleason,’ Xavier. He seemed fully onboard with that agreement and she trembled on the cusp of his inquisitive fingers for several months.Then, there was that fateful afternoon on the beach under the shade of a huge rented umbrella. She was breathing hard after running all the way back up from the water with soles of her feet moving fast to avoid the pain from the hot sand. She knocked off all the sand from between her toes as soon as they reached the oasis of the shaded blanket and the cooler with the iced. "It's alot to discuss and take in. We don't have time this morning, and I'm notabout to try talking to you about it during third period. Once practice isover, we'll come back here, and I'll spill everything." Why your house?" she asked, arching a brow. "Why not at school afterpractice? Or at a coffee shop? We could try that new one over off KearnyDrive." Because, you're my ride today. What I'm going to tell you is probablygoing to result in you thinking that I'm either completely insane,.