”“Yeah. When you need it?”“Tonight.”“You good people. Come thru.”“Gimme an hour.”Gary hung up and walked into the bedroom shared by ...umi and the baby.“Wake up, Rumi,” the 44 year-old man shook the bed..Rumi Goins yawned as he was jolted from his slumber. “Huh,” he yawned again. His stepfather was standing over his twin bed. “I’m still sleepy, Gary.” “You can sleep in the car,” Gary Ford informed the eighth grader.“Okay!”“Pack you a few clothes. I won da lottery.”“Really,” Rumi sat up.“Yeah!. These yoga pants look great on you and this tank top you're wearing is amazing too. Why would you ever cover up this beautiful figure?" I was flustered by her statement, but I could also feel myself blushing, realizing that this was the first time I had been flattered with a compliment in quite a long time. "Someone likes being complimented, look at you blush." As I felt my cheeks only get redder I told her, "Uh, um thank you. It is just I haven't heard such pleasantries in quite some time.". The elevator doors open, once again he wraps my hand in his and leads my down the hall. Beep, beep…his key in the door…no turning back now.We walk into the room. I turn to face him, put my hand on his chest, push his back against the wall and drop to my knees. I unbuckle his belt, unzip his pants and to my delight, he is going commando. I look up at him and smile. His cock just drops out of his pants and is sticking straight at me. It’s hard, thick and about nine inches. Yummy, I do love cock.. Of Course, now you know that nothing is off the table if you need to talk to me. Just think of a better way to ask than what you have used over the last few years.”“Yea, I need to start seeing my priorities differently. At school we are just looking at where we might get the best fun, which guy is hot, what girls are wearing, what’s in and what’s out. The few hours I have been here, those issues have been the last things on my mind.” Debbie reflected.“It’s hard when you’re at school, if you are.