Michael stared at the lump in my underwear, moaned and said, "Shit man, nice lump." "Give it a feel." He reached over and laid his hand along my bul...e; having someone touch me made me throb. I said, "So what do you want, Michael? Do you want to handle my big old cock?" Fuck yes!" He started to pull down my undies, but I stopped him. "Tell me what you want. Ask for it."Michael moaned a little, then said, "I want to take down your shorts and play with your fat old man cock."I was done. Thats why I want to talk to you brother&hellip,. I&hellip,. She went silent. Could you open the door please? I sighed as I got up and unlocked the door, then opened it and she walked in what do you want rose? She giggled again and sat on my bed, beckoning me to come over and sit down next to her. I sat down next to her and she starred deep into my eyes again with them brown eyes, piercing my soul again. W-what ros-mmph she cut me off by kissing me suddenly, pushing me back onto the bed so I. You can't describe a whole relationship with one word, Em. It's easier to say we're friends. Shirley and I are just friends now too. I wanted to talk to you about the phone call from Shirley because just her calling affects us. The rest of it, I have no reason for believing it's going to happen. If it did though, I'd come talk to you again before I made any decision. I hope you'd do the same for me. You never made any decisions, at least you never told me you made them. I made my decisions when. His friend arrived at that point, shaking him out of his reverie, thoughhe did have to ask Ryan if everything was alright. He smiled."Fine, mate," he said. "Just thinking about a girl I know." Oh, yeah?" his friend asked. "Seriously thinking? Or just thinking?"Ryan shook his head. "Not a clue, really." That's women for you. Totally confusing."He raised his latte to his lips. "Believe me, you have no idea."As it happened, Dylan did start to come out of his fugue after a fewweeks had passed,.