George finished up as quickly as he could, did everything else he needed to do in the bathroom, then headed back to his room to change. His mom had pr...duced a clean pair of baggy board shorts and an over-sized tee shirt, his standard summer work attire. He noticed that these were brand new.George was quite a large man. He was very tall, standing well over six feet, and had very large hands. He was also overweight by at least thirty pounds. He sighed knowing that these new clothes would be a. Even on the screen his aura seemed to be different, brighter with a purple hue that Ian had never seen before."He is on his way to the MacDonald Randolph, we have 3 teams watching him, the cab is tagged and special," the IM flashed up on Ian's screen."Excellent, keep a watch and let me know when he has checked in," Ian replied.Switching off the computer Ian stood and headed for the stairs, 'I hope this doesn't cause problems for us down the road' Ian thought as he climbed the ancient English. ” I said quietly. He smiled and turned to me, as he put his hand behind my neck, and slowly moved me closer to him. We exchanged very gentle kisses as I put my hands on his shoulders, drawing myself closer to him. “I can’t wait any longer. I need you dad.” I said to him. I put my hand on his pants and felt the hardness. “Take it out for me, please,” I asked with a voice as helpless as I was feeling. He stood up, unzipped his pants and removed them. I reached for his cock and placed a gentle. But it was hard to feel celebratory whenthe only birthday card that you got was from the son who still felt thatyou'd somehow killed his father when you came out as a transsexual. Therehadn't been any explicitly obscene words in the card, but the venom wasthere for all to see.Marcy finished up the greasy fare, paid her tab and left. It was a cold,miserable drizzly early March rain, the kind that creeps through yourthickest clothing and chills you to the bone. Marcy burrowed into hercoat and.