I dropped the book that I had just picked up, and turned around. My face was bright red. "Yes Cory?" I said trying to sound like I didn't know what wa... wrong. "You wanna explain to me why you're in here and why your not wearing any panties? What if I was with a client, and they saw the sight I just seen?" Cory asked me. "Well I am in here to return the books you loaned me. And it's laundry day and I really didn't want to wear dirty panties. And as for a client, well it's like 8 at night. So I. When we’re out of the shower, the room is nearly clean, the bed made and ready for a new round of fucking. We don’t though, not yet. Gavin digs into his bag and pulls out a joint. We head out on our terrace and light it up. The bottle of champagne is on the table beside us. I’m sitting on Gavin’s lap, watching the stars twinkle in the sky. The air is light, making for a beautiful night. We just smoke and watch the sky. No words need to be spoken, not in this moment. I never would have thought. How would I answer? If I said yes then I would have to meet my father and admit that I was his lover or answer no and risk that I would never get to fuck him again. I tried to get my mind on something else. My mind then wondered what Stacy wanted to tell me. There was something in her voice that worried me. I entered the city limits and slowly drove toward the park. I looked in my mirror and there was nothing there as I entered the town square. Just as I was about into turn in the park I looked. ”“Very observant yes more than a few are grown women, in fact, more than one of them is somebody’s grandmother that is why I asked you to keep it quiet.”“Well then let’s get this show on the road I will be right back, warm up.” When Coach came back both Wilt Chamberlain and Bill Russell was with him.My dad, Cathy, and I walked over and introduced ourselves. Afterwards, Mr. Russell let me know, “Until we leave this court, we are just Bill and Wilt, two guys from the playground; you got it.