He had now been playing the harp for as many years as the greatest harpist in any of the nations around Israel. People would gather from the hills and...valleys to hear their king play, his music sounding as if his hands were directed by God Himself.He had now been reigning king for twenty years. He was David, the slayer of Goliath. King David the unifier, David the conqueror of Jerusalem, David the Raider King, David who had returned the Ark and commissioned the great Temple.He had been. .?' Startled I turned to look at him and noticed that he was stroking ten inches of rock hard cock that was as stout as the end of a baseball bat I quickly turned back to the wall and froze. Steve came up behind me and pressed me into the wall under the running shower, he slid his hands around my chest and begin to pinch my nipples as he grind his massive tool against my buttocks. Steve whispered into my ear '...don't be scared I'll take it easy with you and we'll both enjoy it...' Steve than. I’m an engineer, and I’m told, a meticulous version of the genre. Lists. Procedures. Limitations. Works good for engineering, right? Personal relationships? Well...‘what do you want, Brad?’ I ask myself. ‘You want somebody in your life, but you don’t need the drama. Exactly how long do you search for that? And what are the hurdles?’ I think I know answers and frankly, they’re scary.‘She’s your sister, Brad... ‘ I posed to myself.Myself answered, ‘Not like we’re gonna experiment with genetic. I let him know what happened. You owe him an apology."She nodded. "Bring him over to my apartment the next time he visits. That poor guy...he really loves that harpy." We still on for a Game of Thrones re-watch?" I asked her. Demie said the show reminded her too much of her family, which was pretty fucked up, and Kate never really had much interest in movies and TV."Hell yeah!" she replied, grinning. "Watching from separate chairs, though, obviously." She paused for a second, nibbling on her.