He wished he could steal back ten years of his life and rewind to a place where he could be halfway suitable for a girl like her.“People will think ...you’re crazy,” he said. “Your father. Your family, friends, everyone you know.”She looked perplexed. “So?”“You don’t even know all the mess I made,” He was almost pleading now. “All the years. Don’t you wanna know?”“I know more than you think,” she said. “People talk.”“And – you don’t even care?”“Why would I care about who you were a decade ago?. Your getting sent up last week to Baltimore? That was just a fluke, Kid. Goddammit, I told you that, at the time. I knew it -- and you knew it, too." I knew I wasn't ready to stay up there past the emergency," I agreed. "But I didn't know I was almost ready to be shown the door right after I got back!" It's been a scramble, Freddie. The injuries up and down the organization led to some shifting around. You're just the odd man out... I'm really sorry." So this is it? No trade?... Nothing?" It's. I try to make my stories seem at least plausible, but none of this is taken from real events. I should be so lucky. Chapter one is, hopefully, erotic, but the actual sex starts in chapter two. (Chapter two is already written, and will be posted in a few days, if you would like to wait, and read them at the same time.)Chapter 1“Darn! I thought sure I was gonna win that hand,” said Freddie.The little college freshman was super cute, but naive, and not exactly a rocket scientist, when it came to. I slid her skirt which was still wet with our cum from before down into the blankets. I rose almost perfectly, the head meeting her lips and with no assistance she backed up onto me, her wetness sliding down her inner thigh to meet all of my cum that had sat on it overnight, and allowed my throbbing dick to again slide inside of her. Almost as if just wanting to be used, she rolled the blanket into her and hugged it while I gripped her sides and fucked her from behind, making it my third orgasm.