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All those years of batching to her…” It took Lee a while to catch on to my vocabulary, my vernacular, my loquacious diction, but he did. Now, I’m batching to my girlfriend.” My cell phone rang, interrupting our conversation. I’m sure they talked and tussled each other to pass the time. She held them in her hands as I watched for her bags among the others that appeared on the belt… “So, how was your flight,” I asked as we waited for her luggage to appear at baggage claim. It sucks when you’re not flying with a friend.” I assumed she was referring to the flight she took here with her friend Michelle over a year ago. ” I asked as I held her from behind, my arms wrapped around her waist. They showed 10 Things I Hate About You.” “Hahahahaha. I rested my chin on her shoulders and tightened my arms around her waist to comfort her from the pain of the in-flight movie. All of a sudden Val jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, causing me to lose my balance and fall backwards onto her bed. “Val…” “Oh come on Matt,” she said as she leaned down to kiss my neck. I had wanted to sleep with her since the first day I saw her at school. Val pressed her soft warm lips against my neck, gently pushing her tongue past them, licking my skin. I was at full attention now, my manhood forming a tent in my dark green cargos, rubbing against the thin red material of her shorts. Larisa was with us.” She gave me a weird ‘I’m deep in thought’ look. Seriously Gary, anger management this winter break. I decided to peruse the nearby gift shop and bought a guitar magazine and a Snickers bar because really… I saw the plane pull up to the connecting tunnel, and a few minutes later, people exited the aircraft. She looked around for me, carrying her backpack on her shoulder. We made it about two hundred feet before I almost collapsed like Jesus carrying the cross… “…Just gotta rest the hands.” I wiggled my fingers around like the bassist from Tantric, trying to loosen them up… God there are so many inside jokes in this story that only one person would get. She was the only person that had suitcases without wheels. My hands were still pressed against her upper thighs, my fingers poking further underneath the bottom of her shorts, inching towards her panties. ” “Knowing this is why I drink.” Her nagging about the most retarded things pissed me off beyond belief. No wonder my blood pressure was bordering on hypertension. Being the clueless bastard I am, I probably parked in the furthest lot from her gate, but I’m getting experience and that’s what counts. Surprisingly, I found my way to her arrival spot easily and had to wait about fifteen minutes for her plane to land. It wasn’t empty, but wasn’t filled with a mob of passengers. Hun, I think I can handle three suitcases.” So this year I’ve worn shorts from the day school began until the end of the first semester, December 23rd. I was this close to getting a hernia (spreads thumb and pointer finger less than an inch apart). One of those carts,” said Larisa as she quickly walked over to get it. She knew I wanted to fuck her ever since that morning in her room where we kissed, or rather, the night before in my room where she jerked me off as I slept next to Larisa. “I think I’m going to have to pass though.” Seriously though. Where the hell was I that I missed these girls when I was younger? I’ll consider this a rain check,” she said, acting a little disappointed and yet serious at the same time. “Well Val, I’m gonna finish saying bye to everyone.” “Well… ” she asked, pouting her lips, making a sad puppy-dog face. “Sure.” She stood up and wrapped her arms around my broad shoulders, clasping her hands together behind my head. I’ll see you soon,” she said warmly as I hugged her back. Her skin felt so soft and smooth as I worked my way high up her legs, just below the bottom of her shorts, my fingers poking underneath the thin fabric. This, combined with the sexiness of the situation and her body heat, caused me to start to get warm. “Then we’ll see what happens when I come visit you guys this summer,” she said with an incredibly wicked smile. get off me anytime you want.” I accidentally let my penis do the talking. I brought my left hand up to the side of her head, running it over the hair controlled by her loose ponytail. ” I tried to yell as her tongue slipped into my mouth. We’ll see how much time I have to do that before I head to the airport.” “Don’t you start with me! ” I’m getting pissed off just writing this right now… She wore a pair of faded low-cut jeans and a cute little collared baby blue top. Finally, she saw me through the crowd of departing passengers and her face lit up like the cafeteria at my college last month. ‘Thank God,’ I thought to myself, ecstatic with joy and relief. I’d fuck her like I’d fuck the 15-year-old girl that sat in front of me at the Green Day concert. In retrospect, she could have been twelve, but I’m not choosy. I unconsciously ran my hands over her exposed thighs, rubbing them as she seduced me. “So you’re saying it’s all right when we’re all in the same room, but not when we’re alone? Val didn’t have the air conditioner on high like Lee and I had. ” she exclaimed as she leaned down and kissed me on the lips. When Larisa walked out of the terminal, I realized I had forgotten just how breathtakingly beautiful she was. As I saw her, a flood of happy and comforting memories filled my loins… I remembered how good I felt around her and how she had a way of making all my problems instantly fade away. I was surprised they weren’t bright red hard shell suitcases from the 70’s to be perfectly honest.
“So what time are you picking up that girl at the airport? I told you this forty times.” She showed so much respect for my soul mate. I also carried her backpack because I’m good like that. I thought they’d be just another thing to carry back, and with the luggage and all…” I said as we made our way to get her suitcases.
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The side stories not including celebrities were mostly based on real events, however. This is a continuation of my first story and it took a lot of time and a lot of procrastinating and a lot of jacking sessions. If there was anything more annoying to me than packing for a couple hours, and going number two, it was sweating. All I need is him throwing his stuff around the room like an idiot when I’m trying to keep everything organized. It gave us the opportunity to be together until classes resumed in the fall and it would also be easier to move her in that way. Obviously they weren’t big Nickelodeon fans, or they would have jumped at the opportunity to house the sexy movie star for a few months. Nevertheless, I had declined every invitation thus far to visit my future inheritance. ” I still couldn’t get the mess of wires untangled. And then he accepted the award for student with the most common sense. The two of us were so tired of each other after one, let alone two years, of being roommates.
“You didn’t seem to mind at the family reunion,” replied Val as she rubbed her body against my erection as I lied pinned on her bed. It’s a lot nicer than seeing a street filled with minorities and homeless people for weeks at a time. I carried my boxes up to my room to finish putting my stuff in its proper place and “dusting it off”. I thought of her the entire time I unpacked, staring impatiently at the clock until it was time to pick her up at the airport. ” I yelled for her on my way out the door to go to the airport because I forgot my CD holder. After all, I was going to need something relaxing for when I got stuck in airport traffic and/or got lost. After about a half hour minute ride, I was at the airport. I left myself enough time to wander around the airport looking for her terminal.
In all seriousness, our relationship wasn’t that bad. I’m not saying that we aren’t sarcastic and standoffish… After about an hour-long drive, we finally got back home. The trees were covered in leaves, the grass slightly long. When you’re around a nice neighborhood like mine all the time when you’re little, you don’t appreciate the beauty of it. Even though we talked everyday, I yearned to hold her, to feel her soft body against mine, to stare into her loving brown eyes. I missed the way she laughed, the way she smelled, the way she tied me up and gave me a foot job. That’s why I spent 2 months driving around with the following CDs – a Metallica bootleg you couldn’t even understand due to shitty quality, Oasis, Presidents of the United States of America, and two Tantric albums. I had selected some Metallica and Avril Lavigne CDs for the ride.