I am the third generation of Brubaker men to run this store.” Looking at Tim, he said, “Now, we know this is your first visit here,” then, to Ra...mond, he continued, “but you, sir, look familiar to me. Oh, wait, six years ago ... single-breasted, classic-fit suit with a single-vented blazer and cuffed slacks. Am I correct?”Raymond stood with his mouth open for a moment. “Um, yes, absolutely right! I can’t believe you remember that! After all, it was six years ago,” Raymond answered, “and I. As he started to sit down, the nurses told Dycke to ‘get lost,’ so they could prepare Payne for the operating room. They would page him when he could return to the room. Dycke was not happy but he complied with the order. When the nurses paged him back to the room, Payne was already on the gurney, hooked up to the IV drips. The nurses had covered Payne’s left hand with gauze and sealed in a plastic bag. Dycke did not understand the reason for this, so he asked a nurse about it. She told him. The contact of his hot lips on her cheeks aroused her and tightening her hold on his, she lifted her lips to his and as she felt his lips on hers, she kissed him passionately. Raj then lifting himself and placing his lower body upon her, pressed and squeezed her delicate body with his and as she felt his heavy body crush her and engulf, she started to come. She had wanted this to happen to her from the day she had laid her eyes upon his solid body at the massage table and now having it. At sixteen I still had little boobies. Karen and the rest of my friends kept talking about boys. None of us said we ever really did it. I mean go all the way. We surfed the net and saw naked men. But that was only pictures. We also saw men and women doing it. All of us wondered what it would feel like. One girl, Sandy said she saw the real thing. "No way," I said. "How could you see the real thing?" I saw my daddy's once." she said, and we all wanted to know how."He was in the bath room.