I fell on top of her, exhausted, as if I had two orgasms at one time.She pushed me off her, then we both laid heavily on the bed as we tried to recove...r from our experience. I almost fell asleep, as the orgasm had sapped most of my energy.“Erick? Are you ok?” she asked, apparently concerned.I took several deep breaths before saying, “I don’t know”I pulled her to me and held her.“How did you get the dress out of the house without me knowing?”Matter-of-factly, she explained, “Just like I said, in. .." He gazed around, blinking. "You're name's Melinda, right?" Melissa," she corrected edgily. "Kendall. You're Jason Miller," she half-asked, purposely misstating his last name. To her surprise, he nodded absently."We were in Science together, last year," he said. "You were..." I was what?" she wanted to know. It was grating on her, knowing this dork was the first boy to ever see her bare breasts.His brow furrowed. "You don't like me very much." It wasn't a question.Melissa shrugged. He called somebody from the nearer room.To my surprise, the three Mexican painters came into the living room, looking directly at my bare ass cheeks.It only took a moment for one of them, Jose, to get the nerve up to walk up behind me and touch my ass cheeks very softly.I hadn’t had sex in months and I needed a good fucking. Growing hotter, I held my breath and rested my body on the sofa; bending over for Jose, allowing him to stick a few fingers into my dripping pussy. He worked them in and. ‘We don’t get to choose what we look like and there are certainly some other things about us that we can’t change, I will never be good at math, for example, but our fundamental morality, the pillars of our personality… we get to choose those ourselves.’ Nicholas sat for a moment and tried to digest what he was saying. ‘I get to choose who I am?’ Moll nodded. ‘Yes. You’re never going to be a NBA star, and from the look of the bookbag that you bring in here you’re never going to be a neat-freak.