They,like you,have jobs,friends,families that they dont want knowing about this.Very FEW,and I mean FEW,are so "open" that they dont care who knows.Bu...,hopefully,you already "KNOW" how people are,and you know that people,as a rule, CANNOT KEEP THEIR MOUTHES SHUT!We met one couple some years ago,and they told us to be "discreet," of course,but over the course of the evening,we found out that the neighbor knew,the babysitter knew,a sister-in-law knew,"her" BOSS knew...And I told my wife,that if. Tom was much luckier than I had been because the man had a shirt in stock that would work for Tom with no modification. We were able to leave the store that afternoon with Tom's shirt, and he was as excited about his shirt as I had been about mine.Dad had Tom's armor ready within two more days, so Tom was armored like I was on very short notice. The problem was that he still had not had enough time to learn what Dad had to teach him about martial arts. However, with Dad and me both practicing. For a few seconds all I felt was his strong thighs on either side of my naked legs, and his hot gaze on the pliant body beneath him. We were both wet with sweat now, and he placed his hands on my waist and turned me onto my back. My now-rigid cock jutted out and up and I felt slightly self-conscious. I looked down at his crotch and saw the outline and shadow of his own jutting cock as it hung forward, heavy with need and sexual juices needing release. I made no move to touch it, but I felt too. Within seconds the auctioneer was off to the next lot, a rather worn out forklift. Matti was headed in the opposite direction to the auctioneer’s office, anxious to pay for his newly acquired equipment. Behind him he could hear a steadily rising series of bids. A lot of people must need forklifts, he thought to himself.Matti had almost finished arranging for shipment of his equipment to Thunder Bay when his satellite phone rang. He was happy to hear it was Dawn, and by the obvious excitement in.