" In Ian's case, it certainly is," Pauline said with a snort oflaughter. "He'd probably take it as a compliment if you said that tohim, as well he sho...ld do." You did a great thing when you took him in," Susan said quietly. "Idon't know the whole story, but his- did his parents kick him out?" Only in as much as they made it impossible for Ian to live thereanymore," Pauline replied. "It was his choice to leave them, I washappy to let him live with me." I see," Susan mumbled."What's wrong?". It is delicious. With both stockings on, I held out each foot in turn and had Nigel slip my boots on. Every so often I’d glance up and check that my friend was still watching. I wondered if he now had some new photos to add to his collection. ‘Boy?’ ‘Yes Miss.’ ‘We are being watched.’ ‘Would you like me to draw the curtains?’ ‘No thank you, that’s fine.’ ‘Yes Miss.’ ‘Are my boots dirty?’ ‘I can clean them for you Miss.’ ‘Why don’t you do just that?’ Nigel knelt at my feet and began to lick my. I hadn’t eaten so we had a couple of hot dogs and a couple of beers. When the game was over Gavin convinced me to go to a bar for a drink. It didn’t take much convincing. The drink became a couple, or three. Maybe it was because I was still tired, or because I hadn’t eaten enough, or the combination of the beers and the stiff drinks, but I got drunk. Not falling down, but enough to cloud my reason.After one of those typical lulls in the conversation I said, “So tell me, Gavin, how long have you. My grandfather was in his den, fucking my sixteen year old cousin, Andre. They were quiet of course and it was dark, but I could hear my grandpa whispering things to my foreign cousin.“Oh yes, baby, I’m close. So close. Squeeze that cute little ass for me baby.” My grandpa hissed as I stood by the door, my cock aching to get free. I’m bisexual by the way, just to throw that in there. “Yes, yes, yes.” Was all I heard out of Andre’s mouth, probably the only words he knew at the moment. “Åh Gud,.