Don’t know if I should tell him or not. Hard. XXX He leaned over and said, “I have some fresh harvest, killer weed in my pocket, want to party?” How could I say no to that? This was way different than fucking a woman in either hole. He was a computer geek, a sci-fi buff, and a Mustang man as well. I’ll just sit here, on the other end of the bench. A long, deep, tongue, kiss. Immediately after shooting a much-anticipated load, I went back into identity crisis mode. Thanks for all your help, Dear Diary! And he is taking me out to dinner. So far all you have done is given me a painful callus on my tip knuckle of my middle finger. If you feel like talking, just do…” And with that, he sat down, took a handheld computer from his pocket and




















