’ ‘Yeah, that would be nice. I’m glad Paul gets to go. This has been rough for him.’ ‘Only because he worships you. He wants you to be happy... It’s Christmas, Stan, and I want you to be happy too—for us to be happy.’ ‘Sylvia,’ he said, not giving any idea what he wanted Sylvia to do. But she didn’t ask him. She was kneeling on the floor between his knees, unzipping him, and fishing his cock out. ‘Sylvia,’ he repeated. This time with a gravelly voice from deep in his throat. ‘Just enjoy it,. Not 18, not 19 which he was, but maybe a little more like 21? “Yes, that’s it. You look more like a 21 year old.” Me, 21 years old he thought. No way, no how he told himself, but it was cool he also thought that she would tell him this, so he asked “Why do you think that?” She told him and with that he said “Really, you mean that?” He was shocked at what she’d said. She nodded and also smiled. “Guess what?” he went on to say. “I don’t know if this is appropriate or not but I had been uhhh. We watched part of a dumb movie about some weird rich guy who built airplanes and dated movie stars. The movie stars were hot though, and Justine gave me a hand job under the blanket.We only had a day in London, but we went so many places that it was hard to remember them. Westminster Abbey—which is a big mausoleum full of famous dead British people—and Parliament, and the Tower of London—which was pretty neat because of the dungeons where they tortured people. Then we spent a couple of hours. Part of that growing up included exploring sex during our teen years. Shelly was great and curious as was I. We did not have intercourse, but we did everything else. I ate Shelly out, fingered her, rubbed my cock on her clit. Shelly sucked my cock, swallowed my load several times, let me cum on her face, tits, and pussy. She loved to give me hand jobs. Anyway growing up was not too bad for us. One weekend our parents left to go out of town. They had Lili come over to sit with us as they felt.