It wasn't Seth's business and he didn't need him passing the information around. For one thing he didn't think his dad knew. It soured the evening."Gr...g stop." he turned back to look at Seth. "Don't be angry. It's just ... things around here ... you don't get it ... it's really hard."Greg did not know what Seth was trying to say."What is it Seth? Do you think you're gay?" Or do you think I'm gay? he asked silently. Greg thought about the attraction that seemed to have developed between them.. And beautiful women do serve. The first image arrived in midafternoon at my Los Angeles home high up on the Palos Verdes Peninsula about ten miles south of the airport and the offices I maintain at Century City. I happened to be there at the time and noticed the incoming Email. The woman had a good body, but it was the very ambiguity of the image that was arousing. Her cunt was open. She had obviously just been fucked. But her face was largely hidden by one arm and her hair, and you could not. Carol set up a new eight millimeter camcorder on a small tripod. The camerawas so small that it would have fit in the palm of my hand. Then Carol satbeside me on my right. "Show time!" She said, "I hope this is good." Barbaraassured her that it was and that everything had went as planned. I had noidea what they were talking about. Then Barbara used the remote to turn onthe TV and VCR. The image on the TV screen was of a small private diningroom where a buxom redheaded waitress was showing a. So good to see you after all this time.I can feel you are especially pleased to see me.We head off to the Express, hand in hand, in anticipation.We have five minutes to wait on the platform, we kiss passionately, I can feel you growing against my belly.The train arrives, the carriage is empty, we are alone, you sit, I sit astride you.We kiss, I feel you growing, I can't wait any longer.I get off your lap, lift your skirt, pull your panties to one side, take your beautiful cock into my mouth.I.