Things I would never do on my own, but now I have little choice -- unless I wish to marry him."Tuck smiled. "Actually, I was thinking something along ...hose lines myself."Tanda looked at him, shaking her head. "I do not understand, Lord Tuck." It's Tuck, Tanda Havra, nothing more. No matter what they might say about it, it was how I was born and how I expected to die. No, I was thinking that I've taken a fancy to you myself."Tanda smiled wickedly. "My uncle keeps his fancies in check because he. ." I knew a couple of boys who were interested in other guys."?She snorted. "The teachers acted as if that was something special, but the other boys were really down on them, and the girls..." Bad?" Not really, we just treated them as one of the girls. When they got too close to us, and we quickly learned that these two couldn't keep a secret, we got to talking about things guys find uncomfortable, you know, like our periods, cramps, and things like that. I don't care how feminine a boy is, he. After introductions, the 3 of us went into the guest bedroom while Helen’s 90 year-old mother was in the living room watching things transpire. Rob said he was nervous but took his clothes off right away. He was ok looking, a little heavy, hairy, decent cut cock. Helen told him to relax and just think of it as the usual massage. He lied on the bed face down. Helen stood and massaged his back while I got on the bed and did the other side. We went on to his legs and worked our way up to his rear. For the fourth consecutive night I entered the kitchen to sit with Jeff. He wasn’t there. I found him in the bedroom at the table beside the bed. ‘There you are,’ I said. ‘I figured I wouldn’t have as far to go when you showed up.’ ‘Getting pretty cocky aren’t you?’ ‘Just observant.’ ‘Well, if being observant led you to conclude I would show up, I assume you have figured out why I’m doing it.’ ‘I figured out what. I’m not clear on why. That’s probably because I considered so many possibilities.