”Both Paul and Cathy knew the Little-Man well enough and had plenty of experience hearing his somewhat mean-spirited words. “He can be a real jerk...at times, can’t he?” Cathy snapped off.“Yes indeed,” I said. “Anyhow, as I put away my trombone, I really contemplated the notion of becoming a great musician, you know, using my new gift to learn and play new things. Now, after hearing how excited you both were about your new musical skills, I, I’m seriously thinking about becoming a part of that. "Just the @jeans?" he asked."For now." Brian reached down and untied his boots. He pulled is bootsand socks offand then loosened his belt. He turned and unzipped his pants so thatDoris could watch.She fixed her eyes on his hands. With a gentle tug, his @jeans droppedto the floor. Hepulled them free, leaving behind only a pair of tight fitting graybriefs. Doris could seehis erection pushing against the fabric. "I see you do get enjoymentfrom this," she said."Take those off though." Brian pulled. .. but as I grabbed at anything to break my fall I caused the tools leaning near the door to clatter loudly. Crying out in pain as my shins meet the concrete steps a few choice words come to mind but are driven away instantly with the shock of strong arms reaching to help me up. Startled I look up squinting in the sun to see the shadow of you leaning over me, " Are you alright?", breathless I manage to nod and grasp your outstretched hand, but as I step up a sudden stab of pain in my leg sends. In my mind, I felt Lisa's love come over me like a warm breeze warming my heart and another part. Warm breezes are erotic. I'm not sure Lisa could do anything to me that wasn't erotic. Verbally she said, "You're a pushover. I love you, Al."Paul and Linda came into the kitchen. Paul said, "At least they made coffee! The emotional auras in this room are melting the butter!"Linda said, "If you will let go of my waist, I will fix your breakfast, you delicious hunk of man."Lisa said, "Mom! I'm in.