..you saidyou'd help me with my graphs...and I thought I could make you dinner or somethin' you know?...You're such a mysterio...butDawn Hendrix from ...my Managerial Accounting class went to undergrad withyou...she told me stuff!"Was Dawn on the Tufts campus the daythat Uncle Piet took my pants down and whipped mewith his wooden hairbrush? God I hope not. He remembered kneeling with blazingbuttocks, his trousers around his knees, as the other students gaped at him,while Piet's hands lambasted him. Now I'm ready for my real feel dildo. I kiss the tip before taking the end into my mouth then run my lips down the shaft to lick the balls! Mouth wide I plunge the cock in deep between my lips sucking rhymically. Now it's all lubed up with my saliva I stick it to the coffee table. I tremble with anticipation, erect cock in hand as I straddle the table and feel the dildo slide up against my bum. I lower myself onto my jelly cock and savour the feeling as the tip penetrates me. I tease. “How can you say its only physical” I said, accusingly. “How can you not have these feelings. You must be suppressing your love for me for one reason or another.” I said putting her on the defensive. Sam just looked at me. “I know, I know, that there is something in you that feels the same way I do, and you are stopping it from coming to fruition for some reason, possibly subconsciously. There is no way that you don’t have this to.” I said, accusingly, but increasingly moving toward somber. How. She doesn’t pull away either. Then he kisses her. Raw and passionately. Once. He leans back and says to her ‘I love you’ and walks away. He didn’t wait for a reaction, he was embarrassed. How can he proclaim his love to a woman that could be as good as a perfect stranger? ‘She probably thinks that I am crazy!’ So off he went but before he got six feet away, she calls out his name. He stops and turns rather reluctantly towards the voice. Her voice. She’s crying. Standing in the same exact place.