I have mostly been attracted to women in my life but have had the occasional experimentation with boys growing up which I may post here later if I fee... like it. Here is my story.My mom called me on the phone during the week one day and asked if I would be able to come over from time to time and watch the house and take care of the dog over the coming weekend. They didn’t live very far, and it really was not a problem so was no big deal. That Saturday I has really horny when I went over,. It's a man!"Morgan smiled woodenly. "Oh? Well, that certainly changed a few daydreams I was having." He looked disappointed, then shrugged his acceptance. "But any friend of yours is a friend of mine... Come on let's have a drink!"Jim drove around the block one more time. He'd already spotted the house on Turnabout Lane, and was trying to figure out what was so familiar about the address. Ginnie had said that a good friend of hers lived there, and that they would have a chance to... as she put. There was no question of if he would tell her the truth; he could no more lie to Leila than he could to himself."Great, I'll be back in a sec, just wait here." Leila left for the kitchen downstairs. Shamshaire looked around the room. It was obviously Leila's. Everything was neatly in order. There were no clothes lying about or clutter on her desk. His eye caught a picture of her and her family. With her in the picture was her father, a businessman and mother, a housewife. He had met them once. The Rileys were enjoying a well-deserved retirement, splitting their time between a nice winter home in Florida and a summer home in Bucks County, within easy reach of the majority of their grandchildren -- and close enough to John and Eve that a lot of Sergei and Milla's babysitting fell happily on their shoulders.Much of the discussion, not surprisingly, was about the decision Jason and Vicky had announced to the group the previous afternoon. "Doesn't surprise me," Emily had grinned at the.