“Busy?”“I was just about to sit down and read,” I said.“I talked to Sofia,” she said.“Come sit with me,” I said, putting down my book....he sat in the basket chair closest to me and pulled her feet up into the chair with her.“You seem a bit, I’m not sure of the English word, but the Spanish word is «reacio».”“Unwilling? Reluctant?” I said.She laughed, “Do you speak Spanish? I think ‘reluctant’ is right.”“I took several years of Spanish and I remember a lot, but I can’t really converse the way I’m. We met up at the car, and we took off for Provo. She’d put on some shorts and her cover shirt. I felt more comfortable.“This is a two-hour drive. Fall asleep in you want, little brother.”“You do realize that I’m OVER four inches taller than you?”“I know, but it’s fun to tease you. You blush so easily. I’m trying to help you get out more, and meet people.”“By people, you mean girls,” I said.“Yes, you are a remarkable young man, and I want the world to know that.”“I don’t feel really comfortable. His knob-skin was just half way over a fiery red fat bell-end and his piss-slit was well deep,and the slime oozing out of it had my mouth watering,no problem!"Right,ya nasty fuckin' queer boy,get ya slutty gob round this,and get suckin'"Christ almighty,I didn't need telling twice,lol! I slipped my lips over that red hot slimey bell-end and began slurping all over it.Oh,that slime was like nectar,and the smell!It tasted like he'd not washed his knob in a while,it was fucking tastey!Groaning,the. Kalisa was Hannah’s sister. Now it seemed obvious, the resemblance was quite striking.“And while we’re doing the introductions, this is Duane, Kalisa’s better half, and this handsome little fellow is their son, Sanka. Duane’s like you, he’s from New York.”The introductions made, we were soon chatting away while the boys broke out the beers and I chatted with Kalisa. Kalisa seemed really nice, and we were soon chatting away. She knew New York a little as she’d lived there for a couple of years..