”“It’s just kind of his thing. Plus, he knows my Daddy from way back.” Becca rarely had trouble telling when someone was flirting with her. He...ll, most of the people who flirted with her were far from subtle. But these guys were different. They weren’t openly gawking at her tits. They weren’t working dirty words into the conversation just to see how she’d react. And when they smiled at her, it didn’t feel like they were trying to get anything from her.But whether they were flirting with her or. . no I'm not saying anything because then you'll get all mad at me."I put my hands on his face making him look at me. "Please tell me. I promise I will not get mad. I just want to know."He sighed. "Ok fine. Susan. It's Susan."My heart sank. Susan was my dear and true friend. She and I went back to grade school. Not that I blamed Chris for eyeing her, what guy wouldn't? She was tall, slender with shoulder length brown hair and stunning gray eyes."Susan?" I echoed.He groaned. "Yes. You asked. I'm. Firstly I need to explain the room of grandpa as this is a real story so you will understand the reality of it. There were two gates in the room one was the main entrance and the other was leading to the lawn, or center of the house to the other rooms. So before sleeping all the gates were locked, in the gate inside the room there was a gate of net and then a gate of wood. But the risk was that any one from outside can come and push the wooden gate through the net and can peep inside. Still we. She was still a virgin, but her budding sexual needs had found ways to manifest none the less. One night at a sophomore party, one of the boys she liked had taken her off to a secluded spot and shoved her down to her knees, forcing her to give her first blow job. Suzy remembered the experience being rough and unwieldy. But more than that she remembered how much she fell in love with every part of the act. Her flush cheeks, her numb lips, the taste of his cum warming her mouth and throat... Her.