But I would never do anything.”“I’m sure you wouldn’t want to, Fred. But how do you know you can stop yourself?”“I just know.”“Can you...stop yourself from staring?”“I should beat the tar out of you!” Fred threatens calmly.“I take that as a ‘no’.” After a brief silence, Sean continues, “I’m gonna back off now. I just want you to promise me one thing.With his body shaking, “What’s that?”“Fred, I want you to talk to me about what’s going on in your head. Don’t wait for me to come to you. I want you. He was so cool, so manly. If it was ok for him it was ok for me I thought, and besides, I really wanted to see the new mags. I sat down on the bed and as he handed me a magazine, I was surprised to see his hand visibly shaking. He seemed to be even more nervous than I was. For some reason, that was reassuring to me. As he handed it to me, his sheet, "accidentally" fell down exposing himself to me. I couldn't help but look again. His cock looked enormous and was laying off to the side, next to. The storm door at the north end opened, and a girl of about my age walked in. With her brown hair and steel-rimmed glasses, she looked like one of about ten thousand other New York girls. The most notable thing about her was her short black and white skirt, which showed off her slender, pale legs.My first thought about her was, I wonder what kind of panties this chick is wearing? I was soon going to find out.She stopped opposite me, and instead of saying hello, she said, “Are you high on. And I can always use the money. I have no idea what my off days will be. Probably there won't be any for awhile."Jeff grunted and frowned. "You don't need the money any more. Once you two say yes and marry me, your names will be on the checking account just like mine. This can't be a legal marriage. Our country won't allow it for some reason, but we are all partners — legal partners — with a binding contract. If something happens to me, you and Caitlin will still be rich, and still part of the.