I know this might sound harsh, but I have always made my own decisions, and I am not going to change my life to make Carver happy with his outdated wa... of thinking. That house we all live in is mine as much as it is yours, Jon. It's the only home I have ever known, other than when I went to college, and I was so happy to get back home when I graduated. If he can't understand that, then he is going to have a very lonely life. I love him and it hurts that he wants me to choose between my family. Within a few moments his lover had rolled off to the side and Calvin felt his utterly empty, except for a large load of cum ass hole begin to close in as if to keep his lover’s offering for later. Somewhat surprisingly to the youthful transvestite that he had become, the man who had purchased a night of his services rolled against him and cuddled him.“I’d like to keep you, Denae,” he rumbled.Oh how tempting that was, yet, Denae, or Calvin, and at the moment, Calvin hadn’t been sure which had. When he scurried across the street. “Who’s the newbie?” he slurs to Stevie Leather Pants. “This is Dave. Dave, this is Mentor.” What was this idiot’s name? Mentor? I didn’t want to shake hands with the towel man, but not to be rude, I did anyway. Mentor. What a stupid name. Since it was a fake name, why not go for it? I was already thinking of changing my fake name to something else. Mentor sounded better than Dave. Or Stevie. Stevie Nicks? Why not. He was almost a girl, with the features. The smell of lady sweat made me mad. I looked at sofia but she didnt notice me. I felt as she had some disturbence with my presence in the room. I sit at the bed near the foot of swetha and we discussed about the next stages of our journey , abt the examination centre etc. During that conversation i got an entire look of her great carved body. He was on the bed with her hands bending upwards supporting her head. That gave me a fantastic view of her armpit though it was covered by her white.