"Vee was dragged off to look around the flat by one of its proud owners, and while Julie washed up the mugs, my sister whispered in my ear."Happy birt...day for tomorrow, big brother. I was hoping to give you a birthday blowjob, but with Hamish around, I'll have to give you an IOU instead." Thanks, darling! I take it that it isn't wearing thin yet?" God, no, he's an absolute darling! He even brought me a cup of tea in bed this morning; Catriona said that he was a reformed character, and that. “Michael, you’re about to be extremely pissed off at me. You are going to want to kick my ass. Listen to me and you better not talk or say one fucking word to me or I’ll cut your ass and you will no longer be a pledge of my fraternity. The reason you are pissed off is because your girlfriend is naked in my room and I’m about to fuck her.” Michael’s face turned red and his fist clenched, but I knew he wanted to be a brother more than anything in the world. Besides if she was really about to. She had much sexier ones she would rather him see. She felt him pull the blouse out of her jeans and his hands stroke up her back. Then the bra was unsnapped. She pressed her lips against his hair. She breathed in his masculine odor.Dan caressed her sides on the way to her bare breasts. Then his mouth sucked her nipple while his hands went back to her adorable derriere. He tore his mouth away from the glory of her breast to speak.“Oh, Janet.”“Mr. Fisher.” She was clutching his hair with both. But flash forward several years & our same precautious tyke is a tad older, not necessarily wiser but more seasoned in the way of Things, slightly shaken, straw colored hair mussed up & so forth, holding jaw & maybe rethinking taking such a big 2nd bite out of the proverbial apple. Still, after reflecting, capacities rearmed & maps redrawn with borders originally assumed insurmountable extended & abbreviated alike, our strapping lad charges back into the fray, confident now he has a measure on.