" I saw you peeking at me yesterday, are... are you gay?" When Isaac said this my eyes widened open. "Er, um... no" I was very nervous after that, stu...tering when talking to him. He just looked down a bit, his eyes facing me a bit; looking adorable."Um... Sorry if I made this awkward...." My best friend was blushing, blushing at the fact that I was staring at the newly pitched tent in his pants. I looked up at him, lunged forward and started kissing him. This may sound like it happend all too. ..............................................................................................................................................Nick cautiously opened one eye, to be confronted by the silhouette of a tall suited man framed against the bright morning light entering the apartment."I've left you a cafetier of coffee on the table. And there are croissants in the top cupboard. Just warm them in the microwave." What time is it?" Nearly 8. 'Fraid I've got to dash, sweetie. Busy day at. May that African fertilized baby be well loved and cherished always!]I'm watching my sleeping wife's peaceful face, and as I do, I cannot help but think back to early that summer when she and I were in Kenya on our 'vacation.' We did our share of sightseeing (the wildlife parks there were truly amazing), but our main objective for being there was to meet up with Omar, an older Zambian African male who was working in Kenya for the season, in order for my wife and he to make a baby together.As I. I had to think. Couldn't justsuccumb to lust.Harley crawled between my legs and sucked my little dick between herplush lips. I was so sore that the contact almost hurt. Almost.Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn! I thought I should leap up and arrest them,but I was in no shape to attempt such a thing. All I could manage was toemit a tiny high-pitched, "Oh."***Later, much later, I rode my motorcycle home to Wayne Manor. My head wasclear, and for the first time in weeks, my thoughts were my own. But.