..i mean what''''oh sorry you starred at it so much i tought you wanted a better look''''omg its so big''''ahah you like it come here boy ''and he gra...b me over the counter and pull me feet in the air lay on my stomach his fat cock poking my face it was so sudden i reach to stop him only to have my wrist lock together by on of his big hand getting his belt to tied em up , leaving me floating bend up on the counter my feet trying to reach in vain the ground as he pull me to him sit on the stool. That was really driven home to me when Minerva woke up earlier."Minerva had called you GJ in that letter, on purpose. I'm sure it was supposed to tell me that something wasn't right. She'd giggled on the telephone, when she told me that for some reason you reversed your initials." I didn't Tanya, the lads at school did; I've never understood why." Well I'm sure now that Minerva put them the other way around on purpose. She'd been very specific in everything she told me about you, Gilroy. I'm. As we grew older, I started to notice him a little more each time I saw him. He had recently started working out and at the age of eighteen and me being nineteen, I could tell he was sexier than he had ever been, in my eyes. His fine brown hair, hazel eyes and muscular frame excited me and I knew my sexual attraction was growing towards him. Of course he was totally oblivious to the fact that I liked him, even after I had told him back when I was seventeen. My heart sank when I found out he was. And in every argument he would bring up every single thing I ever did wrong. I think it was so that I’d look like the bad guy instead of him. Lastly, the sex was a problem. I was partly to blame. So, I can’t put all the blame on him. From his perspective I wasn’t in the mood frequently enough. I suppose he was right. I was fine with sex once a month. But what I never had the courage to do was explain why I wasn’t ‘in the mood’ often enough. There were understandable times when I was tired or.