By Samantha White.Please read part 1I was reading the story of Just Us Girls, I found the story quite odd,there was no resistance from the boy at all,... the mother accepted it asif it were quite an everyday occurrence. Which I must say intrigued me,so I set about trying to learn the truth about the whole situation.My name is George Doyle and I am intrigued by such events as this, I amtwenty-seven years old and studied Psychology at Oxford University.I have looked into this case and come across. She is moaning ummm. I drink her piss and I am fingering her pussy like there is no day. I am mouth fucked her pussy.I inserted dick in her pussy. I am giving huge strokes. She said please stop. I dint care. I am licking and stroking same time. She releases huge load. Again we had 3 beautiful sessions.Next day she messaged me and said, I am horny, immediately I jumped to her house and take her to my home. The real game starts now.I carry srav in my shoulder and release in bed. She could not. We really don't have much luck with this endeavor, being harder than it looks. I do meet a girl named Christina whom I have several conversations with. She seems to be a lot like Emmie and I in personality: Down to Earth, fun-loving, and very energetic. So, one night, I introduce Emmie to Christina, feeling that the time was right. But, Christina did not take very well to Emmie. Truth is, that when Christina found out I was attached, she stopped talking to me, altogether. No big deal. Emily. The idea had come to me a little late, since my days of knowing, in advance, when I'd be called upon to pitch were rapidly coming to an end. My scheduled start, two days hence, against the Marlins was very likely going to be my last appearance as a starter for some time.So Game One in Atlanta was a laugher for the locals, and I went back, alone, to my childhood home for the night, feeling a little somber. The Goddamned Yankees had, of course, won their inter-league game against the Mets, and we.