"Thanks, I'll look after you too. Its obvious you need to someone to keep you outta trouble." We share a laugh. "look you don't have to keep secrets f...om me. If we're gonna be friends we need to trust each other. Thank you for what you did. I owe you." She says. Then something happens that I don't expect. Her hand creeps over my crotch. "What are you doing?" I ask her. "Like I said, I owe you!" She says with a naughty smile as she unzips my jeans and pulls out my cock. That's when she takes off. “It’s so sexy when you do that” Danny murmured looking back at Jake across the living room as he stood in the doorway, which leads to the kitchen.“Do what?”Danny paused, blushing before shyly answering, “never mind” with a cute smile.***The DVD case clicked as Jake closed it just before he headed back to the sofa. As he sat back down, his senses were aroused as the sweet smell of delicious pop corn wafted into the living room through the open kitchen door. The smell took him back to when he and. Normally Vance wasn't this impatient, but today was a special day.Today was the day FictionMania hit story two thousand!Steve loved that site. Every day he went to it and checked for newstories, connecting with most of them and spending much of his free timereading stories.But today was supposed to be the day that the two thousandth story wasposted to the site! Vance wondered what the story would be.Crossdressing/TV or Magic/Sci-fi? Femdom? An SRU story? Maybe a she-malestory (Vance's. "Morning Ruth." Morning Dad," Ruth replied before going back to the wonderful task she'd undertaken.You can call me Paul, no one else does, but that's as much as you'll get from me when it comes to personal details. Until recently I'd lived with my new-found daughter Ruth in a small village near the Medway towns in Kent. Ruth had turned up at my door almost a year ago having been kicked out of the guy she'd thought was her dad's place in Newcastle and had from a few clues left by her Mum found.