They call me Dr. Love…(3)

Fair warning. This is where my story stops being TOTALLY true.

Yes, the events DID in fact happen, just not as close together as I’m writing them. I want to keep a sense of close events.
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The rest of my day consisted of roaming around my house. I was so bored. I didn’t have anything to do and nothing looked good on TV. All I could think about was my girl next door.

I wanted nothing more than to just give her a call or send her a text, but I didn’t want to seem so clingy so soon. God this girl threw me for a loop.

I went upstairs and laid on my bed. I wasn’t tired, I just had nothing better to do. I looked at my ceiling and let my thoughts replay themselves.

It was so weird to think that just two days ago I was still only fantasizing about her. Now, I had an open invitation to ravage her whenever the opportunity presented itself.

I thought of the way Kay looked as she was reaching her orgasm. Sweating and twisting, she still looked like a doll.

After replaying the scene of me taking her from behind several times, my cock began to twitch.

“Well fuck…” I said to myself. A little jerk session never hurt…and hell, I had the time.

Just as I began to undo my zipper, my phone rang.

“Hello?” I said.

“What’s up, bitch?” the voice on the other end responded. I recognized it instantly. It was my best friend, Cody.

“Ha. Nothing. What you doin?” I asked.

“Fuckin’ nothing. I’m bored. Come over.” he said.

“Alright, son. Give me a few.” I said.

I half-heartedly apologized to the bulge in my crotch, sat up and headed over to my friends house.

Now Cody never had the chance to graduate. He had dropped out the previous year (after failing the year before) and got a job working at factory. Don’t get me wrong, he made damn good money. Enough so that he had his own apartment.

I got over to Codys and walked up the steps. Inside I saw a few people sitting around. There was Cody, his girlfriend (Ashley), and Heather (who was just a friend, but had a difficult reputation.)

We all exchanged greetings and I sat down in a big green chair in one corner of the room. I tried to act as normal as possible, but I was just aching to tell Cody about my triumph. I couldn’t do that with the other two sitting there.

Heather was different from the other girls at school. Heather loved to fuck and everyone knew it. She was definitely considered the school whore. The extent of her experiences with various people was never fully known, but you get the idea.

Heather was in my grade, a junior. She stood about 5’6 or so and must’ve been about 120 lbs, maybe. She had neck-length, jet-black hair and very sparkly eyes. Nothing about her body really stood out. She had kind of a flat butt and just perky little boobs, but from what I always heard, she learned to work with what she had.

Cody kept looking at me and making some kind of strange motion with his eyes in the direction of Heather. I just couldn’t figure out what was going on.

Cody stood up and pointed at me.

“Come out here.” he instructed.

“Why?” I asked.

“My car,” he said “it’s making some noise.” he explained.

I did as I was told but couldn’t figure out why with my limited experience with vehicles Cody wanted my assistance.

I walked out with him and he was standing on the sidewalk. I passed him and walked to his hood.

“Now, what kind of sound is it, Code?” I asked.

“You dumbass.” he said “what are you doing in there?”

I was so lost.

“Huh?” I asked.

“Heather!