“Never been here before?” she asked.“No. I obviously knew where the building was, but she’d never invited me up.”“She invited me over a fe... times, and I was here earlier today.”“Oh?”“She didn’t want Howard to know, so I came this morning and changed the sheets. And put the champagne on ice.”“Champagne?”“A gift from Jeri! Along with fresh strawberries. There’s a note for you on the dining table.”I walked across the great room to a large dining table with ten chairs, and picked up a folded note.. . !" OK. Mother, what did you want to talk to me about?" Bob, you know that not all people think alike and that people can be very different from each other. Can't you just accept the fact that you just think differently from the rest of the family? Should this make you hate us instead of trying to understand?" No, mother. I explained last year very clearly why I've cut myself off from my so called 'family'. Should I explain it again?" I, as your youngest son, was discriminated against from age. Subtle but we felt the rub."Get a room," joked Gail. Our mouths slowly eased away. Our crotches remained in contact. We both glanced over at a smiling Gail."I thought you liked girls," I said to Paula when we focused our eyes on each other."She's as bisexual as Mila," said Gail, "except she's the opposite. Boys are for playing with and girls are for loving. Speaking of which, we should get going. Would you like to join us?" she asked Paula."For what?" Paula asked."Gail wants to watch me fuck,". She then crawls up to me. Her cold hands are flat on my skin as she slowly moves down to kiss me again. This time she allows me to prolong the kiss, but when I try to use my tongue she retreats again. She straddles my waist as she slowly feels down my body to grab my already hard cock. She jerks it slowly as she starts to rub the head of my penis against her pussy lips. I groan and try to thrust up; to feel my cock inside of her. But the bonds restrain me, and she laughs again as I try. It.