”I blink a few times. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Rob, who was so nice minutes ago, said he loved me, saying that it meant nothing. That ...I meant nothing. I turned away, feeling horrible.Keenan steps forward and punches Rob in the face, Rob falling to the ground. He glares at him. “Don't talk about her like that.” He says and then pushes him to the side. “Go back to camp. I'll deal with you there.” He growls as Rob runs off.I look at Keenan, trying to hold back tears. I turn to leave. We said hello. I took my coat off and walked to the couch. He dropped his sweats and there it was, that gorgeous dick that I craved so much...I couldn't take my eyes off of it! There it was just hanging there...I went to my knees and it was in me!I sucked him for a while and then we took a break. I sat up on the couch, and he did something I'll never forget. He stood up on the couch, in front of me. One leg on either side of me, straddling me and just put his cock right in my mouth. He was. Try as I might, she would always say NO. I have always wanted to watch her get fucked by different men, watching another guy use her for his pleasure, filling her with his semen, or jerking off all over her face. I had been jerking myself off for years while I would fantasize about this happening to her. I knew I would have to make this a reality for me, even though she wouldn't willingly cooperate.I did a lot of research on different types of d**gs and finally came up with "ghb". I read that. It was a memory of her face in the middle of orgasm. I helped her make that face quite a few times, though not so much recently.Gloria. Glorious fucking Gloria. Wherefore art thou Gloria? My first fuck buddy. Not a girl friend. Not romantic, just a wildly fulfilling athletically sexual friend-with-benefits fuck-buddy. Gloria.Just thinking her name stiffened my dick. If Marilyn Monroe or Katie Perry was a twenty-one year-old red headed athletic hippie that would almost be Gloria. Beyond the body.