”“It’s your 60th birthday, I want it to be special!” “OK, you keep telling me that, you’re not going to like this answer.”“Tell me!”...��Do you remember,” he asked, “the New Year’s dinner dance at the club?” Our country club had a live band, dancing, great food for Few Year’s Eve.. Even better, since most members are older the music choices were ‘age-appropriate’. Think of songs like Unchained Melody, or Time to Say Goodbye.I love to dance!Midnight came, and AJ and I ended the old year and started. It was a yellow Porsche with a ski rack. The Recaro seat was like a snug cocoon and I settled into it happily.Thomas drove fast, the highly tuned Porsche engine roared, and we made it to Verbier in two hours. I suppose I had mentally transitioned to accepting his role as my benefactor – it was frighteningly easy to rationalize – and I did not protest as he took me to the ski shop and bought me a fashionable ski outfit and a new set of skis. He assured me these skis were better than Ulrike’s. It was paid for on their company account without any hesitation on their part. When they left the office I said I wouldn’t mind just watching them get ready for bed and Elise said she wanted to do a few things in the office before closing it up and for me to go ahead. ”Just be sure you bring your hard cock to bed when you’re done watching them because I need it tonight.” I scooted into the viewing room and watched them settle in. One of them came over to the mirror, took off her blouse and. "I've received a complaint that you -- ah -- assaulted Mr. Cagney on your way into school yesterday," Mrs. Devers continued, studying a sheet of paper in front of her. "He claims that you -- ah -- threw a Frisbee -- quite hard he says -- and that it struck him -- ah -- in the groin."Shit! There was no way I could deny that! Whether he'd deserved it or not -- in my book he had -- I could be in deep doo-doo.She set the paper aside. "So, I've heard their version of what happened. What do you have.