But soon, the feeling of Brian’s oiled fingers and hands running all over his upper body returned Mark to a state of euphoria. Brian did not stop wh...n the front was finished. Rather, he pulled Mark close to him and began oiling his back. His greasy fingers running up and down Mark’s spine and out over his shoulders and waist had Mark panting. The movie was long forgotten. They had their own private bodywork going on.When Mark was gleaming with oil, it was Brian’s turn. Mark took his time as. " It may sound bizarre, but neither Sam nor myself had ever been late toschool before. He seemed determined to keep dragging me in the directionof school. "Sam, please!" I begged. He finally relented and we made ourway back home. I knew that I'd one day make the trip to school dressed asI was, but I realized that timing was everything. Now, was not the time.We arrived back at my house and I asked Sam to come inside and wait forme. "Why?" he asked. "Because if my mother's up, I don't want her to. Well, time to stop playing with our toys and to get back to work. We went into the office and looked through the filing cabinets. There was also a computer in there, and we figured that we had better take it, too. We went through the papers in the filing cabinets, and they looked like wonderful blackmail material against the other members of the Russian Mafia.Dammit, there was no way that we could get away with hauling all of this stuff through the lobby all in one load. Wait a minute, let's. Ever since that night Melissa has been texted me nonstop. So much so she has been sending me nudes. I told her she has to be careful if she wants to keep this up. She begged me to come over and see her, but as much as I wanted to I wasn't completely sure when I would be able to. She then told me Friday night would be the perfect night to come over. John was going to 'hang out" with his friends she said and I would be able to come over.Friday night came and I couldn't wait to fuck Melissa. I had.