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I agreed of course… Beeg Guilt washed over me, what goes around comes around right..? I decided she may be in the house with her music loud or maybe in the shower or something so went through the trap door in the back the led into Jasons old bedroom and went up the basment stairs.. I rang the door bell twice and waited. . . . . . . . … I was lying flat on my belly and he pulled my legs apart.. i began to suck bob and play with his balls, and at this point my pussy was so wet juices were running down my thigh and i could barley wait to be fucked… The conversation was one id never forget… The secrets presisted through the rest of my freshman year and over to my sophmore year… Rick: thats true.. I turned and looked Rick in the face as if nothing happened and said i guess its all for the best. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . … I turned and looked Rick in the face as if nothing happened and said i guess its all for the best. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . … I decide to tell him the truth.. I knew it would hurt her and i did care its just that my lust for Rickys sex was to deep… I hurt her.. I explained that me and Ricky had been having a secret relationship from the beginning and that i was tired of her! I turned and looked Rick in the face as if nothing happened and said i guess its all for the best. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . …