“I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll give you the photos and video of us if you go into the bedroom and fondle Chris in his pan ties and slip.”“...HAT??? No way! I- I can’t!”“Oh but you will, Bill. You will. That is unless you want your friends and relatives to find out what we did. What will your Mom think of you when she sees all that?”I would be ruined! How could I ever show my face to her again- or anyone for that matter? And the worst of it would be that I would have no idea who he sent them to.. I can’t fail this class. You’re the only guy I can ask.”“Well, alright. I did come to you first.”“Thanks, man. I can’t thank you enough.”Since then, Mico and I have been seeing each other to discuss lessons. His grades recovered and I felt really happy I could help him. Another semester passed, when I suddenly suggested something I would come to regret.“Hey, Mico. Lots of work today?”“Hell, yeah. Tons.”“You know, I have nothing much to do. Maybe I can do some of it for you?”“Nah, but thanks. Don’t you just love a but ... I have the LC number. And a friend in the book business.“Ray’s Books. Ray speaking.”“Hey, Ray.”“David, my man. Good to hear your voice.”“Ray, I need a book teaching European medieval swordsmanship.”“Got it.”“What?”“Colin Richards translation of Fiore del Liberi illustrated. Two fifty.”“Jeez, Ray. That’s kinda high.”“For you? Two bucks.”I was trying to speak, but my throat went dry and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.“Okay Okay Okay ... I’ll toss in. It wasn’t long at all until Ollie started to react. His cock twitched at the soft, silky massage, and his hips started to move back and forth, encouraging her hand.And he woke, groggy but enthusiastic, and mumbled her name, which pleased George enormously, and grew the feeling of heat between her thighs.She spoke to him then, whispering, her mouth close to his ear. “Morning, Ollie. Umm ... I can stop if you want. I realise I didn’t get permission.”“Don’t you fucking dare!““That’s what I.