Every night sence we started dating he always wished me a good night and told me he loved me. Now he wouldn't even look at me. We sat next to eachothe...r in History, and Tyrone wouldn't even acknowledge I excisted. To watch him laugh with his friends tore my heart out. Every night I'd cry myself to sleep. Every morning I woke up afraid to face him. Thursday after history he asked me to come to his house after school. When I got there his mom was leaving and all she said was good luck. Even if he. ." Oh ... yea!" she said with a chuckle. "Of course. Of course I do ... and they do! They finish!"Nate groaned internally at how explicit the conversation was becoming and at how incredibly at ease Lizzie was with it."O.K. I get that. They get what they want. Um ... do they satisfy you in return?"Lizzie opened her mouth to give a quick reply and she was amazed to find that she had none. She stopped to consider Nate's words. Finally, she asked for clarification."Um ... I don't mean to sound. And Angie isn't helping any. She thinks it's funny and is behind the girls one hundred percent."The two men looked at each other for a moment, then both burst out laughing.Shortly, Courtney and Bridget joined the men, soon followed by Angie, Terri and Alice."We know you two were talking about us," Angie said as she tried to tickle Eric, causing him to almost spill what was left of his coffee. "We could tell by the expressions on your faces when you realized we were coming to join you." Probably. I'm a cumslut," he said, scratching away patches of what seemed like dried streams of sperm all across his face, chest and a little on around his tummy. "Didn't I even wash?" he wondered.With that, he turned on the shower and stepped in. That morning, though, Mike spent a little more time washing a certain area. After two whole minutes of squeezing and massaging his soapy, fake tits, he had an idea. He turned down the water a bit and removed the tube that went from the faucet to the showerhead.