" And has she given you any problems?" I asked. "Is she skipping sessions or not working out as hard as you'd like?" No," Nelly told me. "In fact, she...s been a model client. I wish all my clients worked at it like Becky does; my job would be much more fun."Becky stuck her tongue out at me and said, "See! I told you I would work at it!"Veronica asked Nelly to come with her for a minute, and I continued talking to Becky. "I am very proud of you. You are working hard. Can I see the workout that. Maybe he is just shy? Why don't you invite himsome time, say... for dinner?" For dinner? Alan? But Mom, why should I do that?" Kim frowned andshook her head. "I haven't even talked to him much yet!" Yes but you said he's a loner. Maybe he would like that and is justtoo shy to get friends! He seemed nice to me." Errr... yes, he is nice, kind of..." Kim bit her lip."I am not trying to convince you, Kim!" Elaine Winthrop laughed softly."But when we had been new at this town, you also got invited. “No, Jeana and her parents are driving up to Long Island to spend the weekend with family. They leave Wednesday after school.”“That’s too bad. Maybe you can invite her over for Sunday supper afterwards.”“Yeah, it’s too bad,” parroted a smirking Hamilton. “You won’t be able to use these, will you?” Everybody at the table turned to look at him, and we stared as he reached into a pocket and pulled out a wad of foil wrapped condoms and dumped them on the dining room table. “I found these. I didn’t even realize when he was all the way in, but I heard a loud moan from him and turned to look. I couldn’t twist enough to see my ass, but I could see his smiling face. “It’s in” he said simply. “What? All the way?” I asked. “The whole thing” he confirmed with a whimper of delight.I put my head back down on the bed again and pulled my balls up to look. I could see his balls hanging behind mine and that’s it, I couldn’t see anything else. He lingered for a few seconds and then slowly.