The same thing happened with 'Open Your Eyes'after that.It felt sort of like cramming for a test. I had to learn the songsquickly. But unlike the test... I couldn't forget what I had learned.Fortunately, after singing them so many times, it didn't seem likelythat would happen.Around 4:30 in the afternoon Matt entered the studio. He looked a littledistracted, and I wondered if he was only humoring my dad's request touse my songs. I was sorry he was going to be disappointed.Scott was satisfied with. He snorted and gestured to the long knife I wore, "that is not issue."I stiffened and waited but he smiled, "by the look I would say it was made back in the hills."I nodded and he looked at me carefully, "if I told you where to go do you think you could find me and everything that was there?"I snorted like he had, "yes."He looked at another master sergeant watching us, "I will take this one."He nodded and turned back to the other soldiers and the master sergeant in front to me gestured to a. MY daily schedule had become pretty much the same thing that I'd work mostly day shifts during the week when the store was less busy, then I'd come home and either go out with friends or make up an excuse so I could enjoy my private backyard or the glow of my computer screen slowly jerking my young cock until I covered my stomach with hot cum. The store was usually pretty dead with a few exceptions. One of these exceptions would come to change my life in ways I could never have imagined and. I had nevereven managed to see him in the nude, only in rugby shorts when I watched himplay, which was enough to see those strong, fit legs. There was the oddtime he came out of the shower with a towel around him, and I saw thatsmooth chest with pecs I really wanted to get my hands on. Playing out myfantasy started when he was out and the house was empty, I got into hisrugby kit bag, and discovered that Jon wore a jock. I would wear it andwank with it on, but always taking care not to cum.