“Lisa, tell us about your blow job experiences,” Joey asked her. Can I play with it?” “Depends. XXX I don’t know. And I don’t see any reason not to, do you?” “Fuck yeah. There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. On Joey’s birthday, three weeks before Halloween, I had also arranged for Joey and I to take the entire day off, and Suzi would join us during the first class period, then stay with us after lunch for the rest of the day. The bastard did it himself. Good.” As the girls began to strip, Joey and I did so too. You want Joey. “Scott Johnson, you’re a lucky guy,” I whispered as I replaced my images in her mind with his.




















