But, in order to tell the story of how we got to this point I have to back up. My cousin had moved out to California to attend Stanford University af...er graduating in 2012. But, wait; let me back up even further. My cousin, the whole rest of my family, and I had always had something of an interesting relationship. We were a close family. But I was a quiet guy with all girl cousins, so I kept to myself. Over the years all the families remained close, even though I didn’t have any real close. But my agent noticed my expressions, he came to me and kept his hand around my waist and asked me , don’t you like kissing and sex. I felt uncomfortable and said no. He was kind of disappointing and asked me for a drink. I said I don’t drink alcohol. He was again disappointed; I was too young to see what he was trying to do.He came with a glass of orange juice; I drank the juice in one sip as I was feeling really thirsty. After few minutes I felt like my head was spinning and was feeling very. ." Leaned over to check the GPS."What's that?" Anita asked suddenly alarmed. "What the fuck is that?" What?" That," she said, staring and pointing at his lap.He'd pretty much forgotten about his exposed cock beneath his shirt. When he'd shifted in his seat, it had finally come out, still mostly erect from his daydreams of Anita dancing in his lap."Oh shit," Glenn said. His hand went to cover his hard on."Why the fuck is your cock out?" Anita asked angrily."I'm sorry. I can explain." Glenn. "No, I've got the sauce simmering and the water for the pasta ready toboil. The table's already set, so scoot until I get the spaghetti bowlon the table." I'll put the bread on the table on the way to the living room, Cathy.Might as well catch whatever's on CNN Headline News," Ken answered as heonce again grabbed the Italian bread."Probably not much. The 6 o'clock news didn't mention anything worldshaking."Ken turned on the TV set the old fashioned way by punching the button,then sat in his.