Once he had that cleaned up he kept wiping it up until he got to his pubes where it took more work to get the gobs of jizz out of. “Wow” he sighe...d handing me my boxers so I could do some cleaning up of my own. Ha, it was hard to find a dry part on them but I did and when I finished I balled them up and set them on the floor.“Man you shot one heckuva load. Some of it hit my forearm and my side. Wow”“Sorry about that. It just kind of went all over. I haven’t shot like that in a long. Once settled in and having assured our parents she would be in all night, she dragged me out shopping.Of all the women in the world, for me there is only one who makes shopping fun: Lorraine. She prattled on about life, asking my advice on clothes, and on presents for Mike and the parents. After an exhausting two hour marathon, she propelled me into a coffee shop and ordered coffee and sinfully creamy cakes."Something's not right in your life Li'l-bro," she said seriously.Li'l-bro was her joke.. ”“Is she a good fuck?”“Rita, please…”“I’m sorry. Please pretend I didn’t say that. I know that’s not fair.”Then she started crying. I started to move to the sofa to console her but she waved me back to my chair.“Rita, tell me what’s going on!”“I’m sorry…” she mumbled.“Where have you been the last two nights?”“Three nights…”“Rita, come on…”“With Daryl!” she blurted and cried another burst of tears.“Daryl? You’re sleeping with Daryl?”She nodded her head up and down and said, “I’m so sorry, I’m so. You're kidding! That was no girl, it was ... El Wimpo himself! He, ofall people, was wearing a girl's bikini bottom -- here, in public, atthe pool! Boy, oh boy, the fun I was going to have.I spotted my opportunity half an hour later. I ran out and accosted himbehind an oak tree just outside the pool."Billy!" he exclaimed as I closed in. That was the last thing he saidother than grunts and moans, because in no time flat, I had him upagainst the tree. My left forearm filled his mouth; my.