“No thanks. Can I have water instead? And before you even joke about me turning down alcohol – I haven’t eaten since breakfast and I’d rather ...not make an arse of myself by being drunk… again.” “No need to get defensive,” he chuckled as he passed her a bottle of water. “So do you want the guided tour?” “Sure why not.” Jesse led her around the small apartment, unlike hers’ it wasn’t split over two floors since it was only big enough for two people. The kitchen and living area was one room and. It made my penis really hard and she begged me to give it in her mouth,and so did i.She began licking first and later sucking my dick or just the skinmof the forehead really hard,she added some moanings too while doing it but keeping the voice low not to be heard from the sleeping people.i was enjoing every second of it when she got up took my penis of her mouth and told me:Come and do it in my ass,and when i asked her why she told me i could not fuck her vagina cause was on periods,and. Crap! I was never going to get to sleep. Why in the world would she askme something like that, if she hadn't of, well, fucked him? It made nosense to torture me like that, just for the hell of it.I lay in my bed and stewed for what felt like hours. At some pointthough, I must've fallen asleep, because the next thing I remember, I waswaking up to the sun pouring through my window. Given the orientation ofmy room to the morning sun, that meant it was late in the day. Once I'dfallen asleep,. He finally spoke up, “Go get cleaned up, and I will take you by my old house and by our school.”Up in her Mom’s old room, she looked around, picking up little items, touching her mom’s old things as if to absorb some of her mom’s spirit. She looked in the closet, amazed that some of her clothes were still there. She looked at them. A bit old style, but holding them up ... they would fit. She had to try them. It just felt right to do that. Mom’s cheer outfit still there. Sandy always liked.