She was all Billy could talk about and his stories were funny and wonderful. He obviously loved her and had good reasons to do so. Anne was exciting t...o look at and a joy to be with. He wanted her, longed for her, ached for her. And he knew that Billy did too and suspected that there might be others.The next morning when he awoke, he thought of Anne as he washed his face and shaved, something he seldom did on Saturday since he always shaved on Sunday morning before going to church with his. At lunch, I go off by myself for a few minutes and call Nick, to see what’s happening with Rob and another blue pill.“Shit, girl. Where you been? You haven’t answered your phone. I’ve been worried about you.”“I’ve been with Bill. He bought me some clothes, and even got me a job.”“And you fucked him again of course.”“At least he’s nice to me, does shit for me and buys me things. He doesn’t trick me into doing shit I don’t want.”“You may not have wanted it but you’ve sure gotten into it.”“Make. ”That went over like a noisy fart in church. Jan started crying and turned and ran away. I did not hear from her for a week.When she called me she said; “I have thought about us, and while I am scared of this, I want to be with you and only you. If you want, I will commit.”I just about dropped the phone and told her I was surprised but pleased. I then said; “Just so you understand, I want you, and I love you. I never said it before, because we were not exclusive. I want you forever; even longer. My pussy was / is an entity of it’s own and at times embarrassing. Now was one of those times, it was already sopping wet and twitching deep inside. So I leaned back against the wall and let my hands roam and caress my breast and tease along my thighs I held the leather strap and pulled it up into my pussy lips and watched as it disappeared into the folds of my now aroused and wet cunt. I used it as a masturbation tool and starting dragging it across my clit. I bit down on my lip and had what.