Would seven be possible? Would seven thirty be better?”“Let’s call it seven thirty. I’ll call and leave a message if it doesn’t work, but I�...�m sure it will. I don’t even talk to Diane between six and six.”“Is this going to extend into your marriage?”“Not very far,” he said. “Her residency is over July first. Hell! If someone were going to be deployed to Afghanistan for six months starting the day after the ceremony, you wouldn’t refuse to perform the marriage would you?”“Good point.” And they. Grey!" Daniel uttered, shocked at her aggressiveness, "You know it isn't Thursday!" It isn't Thursday?" another voice interjected. It was Chester Grey, home from his weekly NAMBLA meeting. "I completely lose track of time whenever I'm discussing man-boy love." Mrs. Grey quickly released Daniel's hands, though her swollen nipples still jutted out like two angry midgets running a 100-meter race. Mrs. Grey and Daniel both turned to look at Mr. Grey, dreading his reaction. Fortunately, Mr. Grey was. She made sure that they had plans to go to the movies, dinner, and a holiday party later, to make sure they were gone as long as possible. I had never been to her house before, but Hailey mentioned that she had a pool, so bring a bathing suit, though she did mention that was optional. Hailey asked if I would drive her over to Melanie’s, but I had thought that picking her up at her house might be a bad idea. Hailey said she’d walk over to my house and we could leave from there. I told her that. “WHY? HOW? I can’t -““Just relax. It’s OK. It’s not in his interest to expose anyone. Me, I don’t care. The whole block will know I’m giving you my cock if you don’t want to come hang out with me.”I was fucked, but it didn’t really diminish the curiosity. I was near twilight now so I nodded agreement, but was having trouble stifling the rising fear I felt.“Well, lets go now, then” Dennis said, and what was there to do but get up.The walk across the street seemed like a football field. In the.