Okay no, but I was emotionally depressed. That would mean missing one class with Jason. One class doesn’t seem that bad to some, but to me it’s li...ke dying. So after class that day, I immediately went to my room, slammed the door and blogged about this on my site. How fragile the teenage psyche could be. I was a mess, the rest of the night. Okay, before I continue on with the story, I should take a little time telling you more about Jason, since I’ve only really told you he was my swimming. .. OK?"Neil kissed her. It was the only thing he could think of. "I want this..." he said quietly."You can have anything you want. I'll do anything you tell me" she whispered quietly."Not if you don't feel something..." Neil insisted.Mae cried a little, kissing him between sobs. "Pretend for me?! Please!?"Neil finally nodded. "Its just about sex." he said without conviction. "I'll just have to order you to kiss me". His voice was flat, but he couldn't lie, even if she knew it was a lie.Mae. It'll be a great experience for you and nice for me too; I haven't worked across the pond for some years, and Birmingham, Alabama is somewhere in the USA I've never been to before. I doubt it has much in common with OUR Birmingham." Well, um, okay, I'm sure I'll probably go, but I would just like to know a little more about the company and the folk we'll be working with before I make up my mind."I studied Amy's face. I knew her facial expressions intimately. I saw hints of a young girl staring. 5" uncut and average thickness. I spent the next ten minutes sucking and licking, tasting his musk and precum, I was hooked!He pulled me to my feet and pulled me to the bathroom. He had told me he had a mirror fetish in our chats so I knew what he wanted and followed.We traded blowjobs in front of the mirror nude and ground our bodies and cocks together. I was in heaven! We never kissed because I didn't have the nerve and he wasn't particularly attractive, it was all about the cock! He turned.