Can you imagine? A man my age thinking like Im the one who was the nervous teenager! I even started hoping I didnt have some kind of damn heart attack...or something. All I could do was read on. . . Mike: average probably, but bigger than me. and a great bod too! his cock and the rest of him looks so hot! when he cums over in his swim suit i almost cum in my shorts Dads Boi: damn dude! LOL yr really hot for this guy Mike: man i cant wait to stuff his cock in my mouth! wanna suck his balls right. Sweet dreams, Chase." I sat up. I gave him a small peck on the lips. A "family" kiss. I smiled at him on my way out. I saw desire in his eyes. The next week became a game of cat and mouse. I would flirt and tease Chase every night, get him all worked up, but then stop and walk away. I could tell that he wanted me bad. And that this little game was just making him want me more. A few days later we were sitting on the couch in the den. His arm was around me as I cuddled into his shoulder. I had. I know most cons dream of driving places, but I didn’t. I knew that at almost fifty years old, I was too old to be think of any drastic changes. Those kinds of changes were the second greatest reasons ex-cons couldn’t make it on the outside. The greatest reasons were the old habit that die hard. I had never been a drug user and I had no criminal friends, so the first reason wasn’t an issue.I decided that learning to cope with the changes was going to be my enemy. The way to handle it was to go. I tried to focus my thoughts on what she was saying rather than her foot. I struggled not to stare as she told me if there were a way to earn extra credit for the class, because she didn't think she'd pass this semester. It would hold her back at least a year since that particular class was only held in the spring.I told her that it was impossible, since the grades had to be submitted at 6:00 that evening. I looked at my grade book and noticed she was already passing with a C. Barely, but.