One night he said, "I'm starting to love your pussy." And the thrill I got was as if he had declared his love for me, not just my mouth.Somehow, again...st all logic, I still thought I was a normal straight guy. I wasn't gay just because I smoked Jake's meat once in a while. Guys fool around, don't they? All Jake's sissy and cocksucker talk was a kind of tender endearment, not humiliation. I had become very important to Jake, maybe the most important person in his life right now. Jake needed me. Then she tack to after small silentsAunty- kanna what doing.Me – nothing auntyAunty – okAfter my mom come they talk and went after tacking lunch mom ask my mobile I got fear. Then my mom told I want call ammu I ask who is ammu she told my friend I give my phone and I save num after 10’o clock I meg to that num I got reply after 10 minAunty – who is thisMe – I am saranAunty – how you got my numMe – my friends give meAunty – what you wantMe – i am virginAunty- sooMe – do you help meTheir is no. My nights we taken up at a local bar just on the outside of the town, not much action there but it was the only place even open much after dark. There were a few locals that stopped by, but most of the people I had known were already gone to greener pastures. So there weren't a lot of people to talk to or help pass the time. Time moved really slow in this little burg.One night about three days before the auction, Halloween night to be exact, when I was getting farther behind in organizing the. This I believed with all my heart. But this wasn't real life, was it. Not real life. We were faceless, voiceless, unknown entities to a great extent. Some shared more. Many shared less. It had been grand fun. Now it was approaching an end. But there was one regret.There was one special lady who had been such a good friend. In so many ways. We would spend time together when we could. There was never a misunderstanding to color the friendship with darkness. She was just always honest, agreeable,.