Lori was sitting there trying to be nonchalant as I made my way to the gourmet counter for dinner, but I couldn't shake the feeling she had a secret s...e was dying to spring on me as I took my seat. We ate dinner casually smiling whenever we made eye contact, but there was definitely some tension in the air. Finally, Lori decided to break the ice, “So, is the story you’re reading a good one?” she asked with her sly smile!“Yes, honey... or should I say, Dear!”She tried to look offended but. Com/user/daviea9/posts/228688.html you will know that I use that name in memory of my school friend David Adams, who sadly died a few years later in a car crash in Canada. So I’ll call him Will (William was his middle name) in this story.Anyway, when Will and I got home from dropping my mother off the first thing we did was to go to my bedroom for some fun time. Will had “borrowed” some undies from his sister – without her knowledge of course – but I had something special to show him. I. . it was blue ... and it had folding wings ... and they were folded."That fucker is huge," said David.My language has not improved since the only female I hang with is my sister and her look of disgust and revulsion doesn't affect me as much as Lucy Lou and a bar of Fels Naptha ... or Lava. The thought made me spit.The Chief Petty Officer agreed, "It is that." What in the name of the Gods of the airways is it?" David asked."Well, let me start out by saying that when I called in your charming. “May I play with your ass Bonnie?” I asked with a big smile.“That’s more like it, and yes you can play with my ass, you good looking stud.”“How’ve you been Bonnie, I look in on you when I get up and when I go to bed each night, but we never seem to see each other during the day,” I told her as I lay across her bed with her.She scooted over to me and hugged me to her. “I know and I miss my ‘little’ brother too, she said,” putting the emphasis on little.“How’s my buddy down here doing these days,.