"I'll be damned, dude," Andy whispered to me, "I think she actually likes you."I dismissed his comment with a wave of my hand. "Yeah, right. A girl li...ke that? And a guy like me? Never gonna happen. NEVER gonna happen."April, Senior Year...It was late, I was tired, and I couldn't stop staring at Corrine's tits. I was up in her room, helping her prepare for a big upcoming test, and she had decided to repay me by donning that same damn nightie she had worn months ago for her first scene in. She said well sleep in the guest room I'm getting the work out of a life time in here. I asked did you get it in you? She said yes it's bottomed out and and I'm enjoying the pain it's causing. I said OK baby I love you have a good time and good night Mr. Johnson. Just as I turned to go to the guest room I heard his voice say good cuckold and say good by to your wife's pussy I'm totaling it out tonight. The guest room and our room share a wall so I could hear their love making. I sware a few. ‘No!’ an unnatural yet familiar voice echoed throughout the house. ‘Don’t move it. Mark felt the room’s temperature fall. He could see his breath. Though shaken, he took another step towards the table. He felt an ice cold hand touch his shoulder. He spun around, looking for the person. He saw the ghostly form of his dead wife standing, looking at him. ‘She’ll be home soon,’ her ghost whispered. He shook his head in disbelief as Maria’s form sat in a chair. He reached out to grab the pastry.. I think it looks cool. It’s not huge but I’m proud of it. I proudly can say that I’m a talented soccer player, excellent photographer and a wonderful cook. I’m good with the wheels too.As I said, I’m still a virgin. I think that has something to do with me not playing in the high school football (U.K. term American football) team, but hell…I’m a soccer guy. I’m famous with the guys, but chicks always chase football players. I hate bisexuals. I don’t like group sex and threesome either. These.