Next thing I knew we were rushing upstairs to his bedroom I remember throwing folded up clothes which were sat on his bed, directly on the floor and j...mping into his bed. We never kissed, and I still don't think I would like to kiss a guy. We started taking off our clothes like we knew what we were doing, like we had done it before. He immediately reached down and my semi-stiff cock pointed up at him, and with no hesitation he took it all, in my reaction I grabbed his head, feeling him slowly. . Jason and I grew up together. We were like brothers, totally inseparable. His mum, Claire, had been single for about 10 years after her husband left for his young secretary. Jason and I had started to work out at the gym and our bodies were starting to muscle up with awesome six-packs. Claire was very attractive for 43. In-fact, I quite often fantasised about having sex with her. One night we were all talking about life and partners when the discussion turned to sex. I was shy as I was still. She watched him working in the house she had no idea what he was doing but he seemed to be moving around. There was a pen of Chickens and some hogs in the yard. She understood why she was now in the middle of nowhere, cities were no place for a girl, no place for anyone who didn't have bangers. That was another thing she didn't understand. They were devices, which were held in the hands and made a loud bang, and then whomever they were pointed at exploded in gore or sometimes there was just a. If you have this number, then you have that one."Frannie, this is your partner in crime. I have a caper to plan with you. Do not call back. Just come over as soon as you can tonight. I am at the Heritage Arms. Ring #304 and I will buzz you in."There was so much to do. Not only was there the usual couple hours of paperwork, I also had a long list of videos to review for still shots. Now I also had to get ready for Frannie's arrival. For about the thousandth time I wished for a very understanding.