The door opens.“Come in Jayden. What do I owe this pleasure? Come to the kitchen. Would you like a cup of coffee? It’s fresh.”Following Uncle Do... to the kitchen he’s wearing a pair of shorts and loafers. His hair is still damp from a recent shower.“Mom and dad are gone to a Sunday Brunch. I’d sooner visit you. Yes I would like a cup of coffee, cream only.”Don’s kitchen overlooks the back yard. A small alcove jutted out from the house where two comfortable chairs face each other. Don places my. By the time she was finally out of school and 18, we had become boyfriend and girlfriend, which included only kissing and some feeling over our clothes. I recall the first time we talked about sex on her couch. She was smiling and giggling as she held her hands out about 8 - 10 inches, wondering how big I got when hard. I answered her honestly and naively and said if she really thought I was that big, she would be eventually disappointed. An unrecognized premonition? It did not matter for the. “Got you at last. Turn around, hands on your back and you won't get hurt.”My head was spinning. Thoughts raced each other and all I could do was stand there and stare at him open mouthed. My strange clothes, his uniform, the smile, the order.He nodded, showed me the handcuffs.“Let's play this easy, MacDonald.”Suddenly all the pieces clicked into place. He did not get a call. He wanted to play. Another first time. I felt myself turned on by that thought. Bound, fucked – yes we had done that. ’ I said. ‘Oh Mr. Davis, I would love to watch Sarah and Paula, they are great and we have so much fun. But unfortunately my family is going to the lake for the week. In fact we were just doing the packing. I’m sorry.’ Lisa said. ‘Oh no! I was sort of counting on you to help me out. I am in a spot here, but I understand. You go and have fun with your family, Lisa. I’ll figure something out.’ I said, trying to keep from showing how big a mess I was in. ‘Well, Mr. Davis, if you want I have a.