She often called and asked me to do minor chores around her apartment -- steam clean the rugs, fix the leaky sink, et cetera. --, in return she cooked...dinner for me. We also started meeting at the complex weight room to work out together three nights a week.It was nice to see the Kathy I had first met, but I had to wonder what had caused such a change in behavior to the woman I had left three years before. The part I really liked was actually getting to be friends with her. It was so different. The only help she seemed to want in undressing me was for me to lift my feet one at a time so she could remove my pants completely. As she stood back up to take my boxers, she dragged her fingers up my legs, sending a shiver down my spine. In the same fashion she had used to take down my jeans, she removed my boxers. Normally I think my heart would have been racing like a jackhammer... it was still beating intensely, but something about Sunny's touch... the way she touched me, was calming. . Sporting all kind of toys, big and small along with numerous CD cases, videos, and any sort of erotica one could imagine. She grinned as she grabbed one hentai magazines, flicking trough it, looking through the cum-filled adventure of some elven heroine. Shortly after she put the magazine down and looked around once again, only to see the old man having disappeared from his desk, pretty much no where to be seen, however a door in the back of the shop was now wide open, with an arrow pointing at. It was clearly Fred, who made a dash for the only free shower cubicle, which happened to be placed next to mine. No one knew I was there as all cubicles were closed off, and I could have been any of the other 50 boys living in the house at the time. Fred turned on his shower, and as he did so I lowered myself so my head was level with the gap between the two cubicles. In front of my eyes were Fred's feet, facing away from me so I knew he wouldn't be able to see me. I pushed my head forward,.