Could you ever forget it? Could it be possible to have it become so much a part of your wardrobe that it was second nature? I laughed to myself, think...ng about forgetting that I was wearing it one day and walking into work with it there.When my coffee was finished and my paper losing its interest, I moved on. I needed some groceries and supplies, so I walked down to the market. The collar seemed, to me at least, to be even more out of place here than in the Starbucks, but I drew even less. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I know that young guys do that, so I should have know better. Did you finish off after I left?”Blushing a little, Peter nods. “Have you jerked off tonight sweetie?” “Yes I did” he replies.“Where did you cum?”“On my chest and stomach!” Patrice slides her fingers under the sheet, sliding slowly over his chest, moving slowly down, feeling his nice smooth chest. Patrice lays her head on his chest as she slides her fingers lower, feeling the wetness on his. ”“Come over here,” I said, holding my hand out.“What?” She asked, walking to the edge of the bed.I pulled her down with me. She was wearing a bra, a tight shirt, and a pair of boy-shorts. I got her to the middle of the bed, spread her legs, got between them and started pulling her panties off. She resisted a little. “What are you doing? I’m clean and I need to get ready.” She said.“Trust me, this won’t take long, I promise,” I said.“Ok, what?” she asked, letting me take her panties off and. "I see you're home already. I'm still in the office." Was my opener."So you should be. You earn more than me, so it's right that you work for it." Was his quick reply.I paused, and was just about to ask if I could come and see him, when he simply asked, "How's it going? You and Molly? I get second-hand reports from Mum, so I guess you're still talking. Has she divorced the bastard yet?" Yes, a couple of weeks ago. But that's why I phoned. I think I need some brotherly advice. I was wondering if.