A little more fully dressed now than when they'd met face-to-face earlier, Lucy came to perch on the edge of the bed like a little sunbeam. Her little... tight white t-shirt bore the legend 'Princess' in silver lettering, causing George to sigh in a whimsical manner. Unforgivably, his eyes lowered, observing a pair of yellow hotpants that barely covered a quarter of her thighs. Lucy's long blonde hair, freshly washed and wafting tea tree mint, spilled free over her shoulders. The scent that. Normally you wouldn't have trouble finding a girl to hook up with since you're actually quite good-looking: 6' tall, and while you're far away from looking like one of these pumped-up jocks, you hit the gym regularly which started to show already a while ago. Especially your chest and abs are what you're kinda proud off. However, for some reason you just hadn't had the chance to find much of a sexual release so you spend hours jerking off in the nights.Your girlfriend moved out of the flat. All the diners around looked at them like they were crazy. He guessed they wished that every waitress would greet them like Casey did. ‘Oh Jacob, you’re home! I’ve missed you so much!’ ‘Not as much as I missed you, Casey.’ ‘Oh God, I have to get off work,’ Casey said. ‘Oh no you won’t. I came here to get food and see you. Home will always be there. Let me order so I can see you work. I think you’re sexy the way you wait tables!’ Casey blushed and smiled as he sat back down. She picked up her. That would be enough! Just to smell it, breathing it down deep into my lungs, my BALLS… The terrible shame of it is that as I know now, I was getting plenty of chances to do that and a great deal more but I was too young and inexperienced to know. Ah, the waste, the waste! Then came the day when I had to leave the groceries in the kitchen. The lady of the house would be out but the back door would be open. It was. I did. And crept up to the bedroom, trembling, shaking with – fear ...