Of course. What can I do for you?" I had quite a long talk with Garry this afternoon. I appear to have won his trust yesterday afternoon. I explained ...that everyone had been there for him but it seems that holding his hand and providing him with a handkerchief to bite on were the deciding factors. Anyway, one of the boys asked me if I was coming to the Carol Service and proudly told me he was in your choir. Garry asked, quite unprompted, if it was too late to join." Well I never! If anyone else. ...Then my best friend Dave comes up to me, and he looks ....My heart skips a beat just looking at him.He takes my hand, we dance, and I love the feeling of his strong armsaround me.By the time the dance ends I'm trembling with a feeling I cant put myfinger on.Then he kisses me, and I can name it.I'm in love with him.I want him to hold me, and kiss me, and do things I am not equipped forwith me ....Then I wake up, crying.I dont know what to do about this.I dont know who I can talk to.I know. He knew she was going to be tight but this was almost too much. Everytime he pulled back from her it felt as though her pussy was pulling him back into her. It was like she was sucking him back into her every time. That plus the tight friction that surround him and the fact that she had him so turned on he thought he might explode was driving him crazy.He had to hand it to himself though. Despite the fact that he had been close from the minute he entered her he had been going at this like a. Stopak's Market to see who was hanging around there. In my previous life, I had worked for Mr. Stopak for a month during this summer, helping out at the counter when he had to take his eye drops and rest in the back room. I had sold a lot of beer to my under age friends during the time that he was resting in the back. He had finally found out what I was up to and fired me for it. The guy who took my place did the same thing, but wasn't caught at it. I had just gotten to the Market when I saw.