Boy Scouts Part 3
I woke up early in the morning, before Kristy, looking over at her. I lay back down, knowing I couldn’t sleep, but figuring I might as well be comfortable while I think. I start to think of what happened last night, what Keenan and I did. I bite my lip and smile lightly, remembering the sensation of his tongue in my most intimate area. How amazing it felt to let him touch me like that. It made me wet just to think about it. I wanted to see him again, but knew I made a promise to Kristy. She wanted to go see Peter, I couldn’t deny her that. I knew that with Keenan and I it was more than sex, at least I thought so. He could be lying to me, or I could …