A cure for Stuttering — Con’t
“Just remember it’s a first date,” I tell him. “Don’t try to go too fast. A kiss goodnight is a good start.” I’m looking him in the eyes to make sure he understands. “I know,” he says. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to attack her,” he smiles. “I’ll see you around midnight if you’re sure you want me to come up.” “I’m sure,” I answer, anxious to hear how his first date goes and wanting to taste his cock again. “Now go!” I tell him, pushing him towards the door. I don’t even know I’ve fallen asleep until I’m awakened by a knock on the door. The clock on my nightstand says it’s twelve-fifteen. Fuck! It’s probably Jeremy at the door. “Hey,” I say opening the door with a big smile on my face. “How …