A group of four or five young people walked by on the sidewalk in front, their laughter slicing the warm, moist, and still evening air. He lay back on...the bed and fell asleep. He woke up to the sound of the party next door in Iris’s apartment. He trimmed his toenails and fingernails and took a shower. He put on baggy chinos with no underpants and a conservative sport shirt and went barefoot to Iris’s. There were two groups of five or six people each, chatting and passing joints in the living. He had an appointment to do Mrs. O' Brian's pipes right after lunch but she came down into the basement early in the morning catching him putting some Irish in his coffee and told him,"I got to go to my brother-in-laws' funeral today, Sal, he passed over the Holiday real sudden-like. My sister Ronnie is all torn up. You remember, Ronnie, she came to my birthday party last Christmas. She's the one got all lit up like Luna park and tried to put a lip-lock on you!"Sal did remember the inebriated. “Alright. Put your bag onto the belt and stand over here.”I did with a “thanks” that sounded way too breathy.“Please take off your shoes and the sweater, too.”Oh. Oh. I looked down on myself. The comfy, baggy, well-washed hoodie with the college logo I was wearing and the plain gray T I had on underneath that were literally the only things I was rocking today. Yep, today was no-bra day no. 32. I could literally smuggle live chickens underneath this hoodie and no one would notice, so of course I. But I wanted it to last. So I stopped the movements and concentrated on her boobs. She was not in a position to resist any of my movements.So I unhooked her blouse one by one and I removed it. She was wearing the red satin non-padded bra we brought together. She was so sexy in it. I immediately came on top of her and buried my face between her boobs and press them into my face from both sides. She was massaging my hair and breathing heavily which made me more and more horny.I stopped for a.