1. I Bet You'll Like It 1 by loyalsock


    Date: 3/8/2016, Categories: Anal, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    &#034So,&#034 Judy said after gobbling down a huge mouthful of pizza, &#034what exactly did you find in her anyway? You could do so much better...&#034 I shrugged, taking a sip of coke, keeping my gaze on the TV. I could feel my roommate's piercing stare boring into me as she sat by my side on the couch. &#034Come on, Judy,&#034 I said, &#034do we really have to talk about this? It's over, okay. She's a shallow skinny bitch and I'm happy to be done with her.&#034 &#034Duh, of course you are. She was mean and selfish and boring, and you're nothing like that. But that's my point. Why, Greg?&#034 &#034Why what?&#034 &#034Why are you still bothered? Something about the whole Cindy business is still bugging you, I can see it. It's been three weeks now, and I tried not to pry too much, but...&#034 I snorted at that. &#034Yeah, you tried. And failed!&#034 We both snickered. Judy and I were close. When I told her about my breakup with Cindy, Judy's reaction was a mix of surprise and barely concealed relief. She had never liked Cindy one bit, saying she was an evil plastic doll. All things considered, Judy was right. After Cindy unceremoniously dumped me to hook up with a braindead frat boy, Judy was all sympathy and cuddles with me, even more than usual. She showered me with attentions, hugging me and getting on her tiptoes to give me her typical smacking pecks on the cheeks at every chance. It was nice, very nice indeed. And, in truth, Judy had done a fairly good job of keeping her ...
    characteristic curiosity in check, respecting my wish not to discuss Cindy anymore. So far, at least. &#034Seriously though,&#034 Judy went on, unperturbed by my defensive sarcasm, &#034I can see that you're still thinking about her. You're not sad like, the-love-of-my-life-left-me kind of sad, of course, because she was definitely not the love of your life. But you do miss her somehow...&#034 I chuckled at that, still trying to focus on the rerun of Game of Thrones. Judy could read me, I had to give her that. And I was happy to let her read me. Judy was cheerful, with a relaxed and kind attitude that put even a brooding loner like me at ease. She was also very smart, with a quick ironic wit that I couldn't help but love. Most importantly, she had a talent for making me feel comfortable. All things considered, I wasn't really upset that she was asking me about my not so recent breakup. She was right, after all: I was still thinking about Cindy, in a way. I actually wanted to talk about it, but I was embarrassed. Still, if I was ever going to tell anyone, Judy would be the one. Sighing in resignation, I turned to my pizza-munching roommate. Judy's pale gaze locked on mine instantly. Her eyes were as bright and spellbinding as ever. I lost myself in them for a moment, trying to finally define their color and failing, as always. Pale blue? Light green? Ice gray? Impossible to say. But I was glad I couldn't tell. It gave me a perpetual reason to stare at Judy's sculpted, delicate ...
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