” The cheekiest smile adorns your face; you help me up onto my knees. I kneel on the bed in front of you, you stand before me. You grip my chin, my...lips so full from sucking on you so hard. I love the way your cock tastes in my mouth. You lean forward, kissing my lips so lightly, like a feather touch. Leaning forward, I want another, more please, Sir. You give in, comply with this, you love my lips on yours. Your hands now circle around me, squeezing my arse tight. You let our kiss go,. He sat up, keeping the blanket wrapped tightly around his body. "Where are my clothes?" Sa... uh, Mary has thrown everything in the wash." Wash?" We could have just thrown them in the dryer, but they were pretty muddy. They should be done in a couple of hours," the man explained. Jason nodded."I suppose I should introduce myself, seeing as how I'm seem to be stark naked under this blanket," Jason stuck out his hand cautiously. "My name is Jason Brown." Sam Peterson," the young man said. Maybe I was falling in love with Derry and didn’t know it. No, she was only another gorgeous dish and I wanted some of it. Then I remembered how goddamn tough the war and football had made me. Yes, until Lennox’s wife. I’d felt tender and loving toward her, and now it was happening to me for the second time in my life. I didn’t want to get mixed up with any woman, and I mustn’t screw or drink myself to death. And I didn’t want to fall in love. I got out of the hospital about noon and went. They lived less than a half hour away in Kendall Lakes where we grew up.Our home, it was their house, having been great-grandma’s before she went to meet Jesus two years ago. Either or both of us could have made it appear that we slept in separate beds, in separate rooms. Neither of us did. Maybe it was us growing up and not being willing to hide our love for each other anymore.What was in my admittedly highly biased opinion mom’s and to a degree dad’s fault was something they should truly be.