I was damn silent and no words for me to share, I just bend my head and stay away to her, It’s been 10 min we are silent in the room.She took chance...and asked like what happened, don’t worry, I know that you are the brother of my bestie, I will not going to share anything with anyone, you be as you on the chat and your style. I took a long breath and started talking to her, slowly moved to her, I was just seeing her body to which she responded and removing the dress where I am touching into, I. I had no energy left. He came in the room now holding something in his hand. 'Oh god' I thought."I thought I told you, no speaking unless I say, damn it!" he pound his fist on the table. Then he just looked at me, almost like he knew this was wrong. But I guess I was just being hopeful. He walked over to me sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'm going to have my way with you Holly. Just wait." I started to struggle, I needed to get out of here. But before I could know what was happening he was on. I exercised to stay that way, not to bulk up. I was in nice shape and looked good for a 34-year-old guy. Even with youth drifting out of sight in the rearview mirror, I still was referred to as a 'pretty boy' by many of the studs in the gay clubs.In contrast to those gay clubs, though, my gym was a diverse mix of men and women, straights and gays, and people of all shapes, sizes and colors. Which leads back to the scenery aspect of working out. Being able to kick back on an exercise bike,. " Would you like to go with me to a party tomorrow? I don't want to go alone."I couldn't turn down the offer. I would get to see him again. Of course I would say yes, wouldn't you?The next night I met him at the gas station, just like we had planned. He had a need for speed, which turned me on. We flew through traffic like it was a game. I looked over at him, to see him glancing back at me. He had the sexiest smirk on his face I had ever seen.He got off the interstate, and headed towards the.