"What are you doing?" she asked."Turning it down," I replied, as I stared at her tits, "You appear to be cold."She looked down at them and replied, "N...o Paul, I'm horny."After we ate we got on the bed. Michelle lit a cigarette and opened another beer. It was still early. When she asked me if I would stay with her for the night, I told her that I would. That put a smile on her face. She told me that the worse part of being homeless is the loneliness . Nobody to hang with or talk to. She told me. Man, she was a hot one! It’s tough not to get distracted. I check out everyone, you know! I try to stay in touch with my friends. No matter what is going on in my life. My cousin Mario is in New York and he’s in a similar situation. He’s being tormented by his uncle, a nasty piece of work named Manny. Manny’s wife Wilma, who is also Mario’s aunt is another piece of work. A fat woman with a temper and some violent tendencies. I try to keep the lines of communication open between him and me. He’s. She started jerking him, and he told her that he would cum faster if she would take the skirt off. She did, Carol was nervous and said she had never done this before, Mark said she looked like she was fun to fuck, made her turn around and spread her asscheeks, and made a comment about if she liked it up the ass. She didn’t say anything, (probably didn’t want to take it up the ass, she’s only done it a few times with me). She had to pee (she always has to pee when she gets nervous) and Mark said. There was extreme silence in her house and I could make out that she was alone. She offered me a cold drink and got herself one too. We sat quietly sipping away at our respective drinks staring at each other. The atmosphere was what you call romantic and I had no idea what was to follow.I asked her the reason why she had called me and she said she was having trouble in a biology chapter (guess which one!!!). I asked her to show it to me and brought a book which had the reproduction page.