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I had been stroking his hair, unconsciously, for how long I didn't know. The softness and curves denied me the perception that this body had parts similar to mine. His smooth skin, feminine shape and the position of things, recalled in me, the times I held girlfriends, or female-friends in an attempt to amateur steal pov their pain, or share in the homemade quiet of an afterglow. Some of those same women, whose faces, just seconds ago, had stolen into and out of my memory. I searched for a way to detract his thoughts from this melancholy and mine from the more erotic ones it was having. An Xbox 360, nestled under the TV caught my attention. *"What video games do you play?" Stupid I know, but it seemed like a start. He responded, half-hearted, at first, then, as time passed, more enthusiastically. Our exchange continued, escalating into a steady banter. We chatted for a bit about movies and cosplay, science fiction, science fact and all kinds of geeky-chic. Anything, to get casting his mind off the train of fuckall running rampant through that over-weighed cranium. Anyhing to get the blood flow out of the little head and back into my own brain. The conversation lulled into a comfortable silence. *"Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?" His response came soft, almost absently, "nnhnn, go ahead." *"I can roll it with some weed, if you care to partake, it is yours after all." "Mmm, I don’t smoke much, barely ever, but yeah I’ll join you, it’s been a day, what the hell." I got out my pouch and pulled out a paper, creased a pocket in the long side, opposite the glue, sprinkled in some weed and covered it with some fine whole leaf tobacco. I rolled it methodically and purposefully. Half the fun of rolling your own cigarettes is getting it just so. It's therapeutic, meditative, almost zen. You could never get it perfect, but that didn't mean you shouldn't try. I lit it, took a nice hit, then I put it to his lips and held it for him. He reality took a nice slow draw and coughed. His arm pushed behind me, his body went soft and his hands found each other around my side. Fingers, now warmed, entwined together and he held me tighter, like he had found a puppy thought lost, or a buoy in a terrible sea. It was a hug of gratitude, it was comfortable and endearingly protective. Between having my first beer in years, and now having some really nice bud in me, I was settled in nicely. The now slight coolness of his body, was soothing, the hug was warm and welcoming. ” I gasped, “And nothing happened?” Mindy found her fascinating. I said good first wash my soar cock I amateur think Cally was trying to take the head off, and what was she saying, Bridget said something about a Horse Cocked Mother Fucker, then Bridget seen my cock up close homemade and she said you had all this in me holy shit you are huge, I said this reality is soft add about 4 inches and 2 around and you had that in you. Joe looked a little surprised and then laughed. I listened carefully as I heard the labored sound of air struggling to pass through her constricted airway. UUnnnggg .... I repeat: nonviolent compliance will be met with leniency.” It was an English classroom, one that clearly was meant to be locked. Really, I didn’t know. His cock pressed eagerly against his pants. We finished our chips and l took the wrappers to the bin and before carrying on our journey home my wife wanted to vaipe so we stood at the front of the car the bloke parked next to us got out and began chatting casting then came over and stood pov by my wife, he spoke mainly to her, l couldn’t help notice his eyes fixed on her cleavage and nicely tanned legs due to her wearing a short skirt as just coming from the beach.