I bent down to pull them off my ankles, sticking my ass in the air, the only thing covering them was a pink and yellow lace panties. I stood up and sa... something in the window again, but once again, I turned to see it, and it was gone. I fought with myself trying to believe that I wasn't being watched. The very thought that I might have a peeping tom watching me was a little ridiculous. I mean, who does that anymore? So I grabbed to vacuum and turned it on, I was barely a quarter done with the. He looked at me saying, ‘beg me to make love to you.’ I was too far into my passion to stop so I did as he asked. ‘Harrington, please make love to me.’ ‘You don’t sound like you really want me.’ ‘Harrington, I love the way you fuck me. Please, please I need you now. Please fuck me.’ ‘Are you sure? I had the feeling that you did not want to be with me.’ ‘Harrington, I love you please make love me. I can’t take it. Please baby I need you right now.’ Apparently I said what he wanted he hear. It almost had no smell at all. As I licked my finger carefully I realized that there even was no taste at all. There was a kind of saltiness, maybe something undefinable organic. Not so bad I thought to myself. Not really tasty but also not disgusting. From behind me I heard the sound of Jared clearing his throat. I turned around and saw him standing in the doorway naked, his cock already half hard again. I just wanted to tell you that I ordered us some pizza he said with a lustful smile on. I can drop you off and pick you up on my way back." Oh...OK," said Brian, feeling oddly deflated. He had assumed he and Carawould be spending the afternoon together.The maternity ward of the hospital was much like those Brian had seenbefore, with young mothers breastfeeding or otherwise fussing over theirbabies, except that in this ward the mothers were all men."Brian, over here!" shouted Frank, spotting Brian before Brian hadspotted him. He looked happy but tired, a baby gurgling away in his.