I could hear my ‘date’ droning on about his research with pheromones for a perfume line, but my thoughts were more focused upon the fiery itch tha... seemed to be spreading from between my legs: an itch that begged to be scratched…erotically speaking. I could also feel my pink nipples harden within the silky confines of my underwire bra. They were painfully roused as they brushed against the warm material. But the flood between my legs was actually beginning to soak through the matching silk. "Don't worry," she said, "I can hold my own, but what's a good looking young guy like you doing here alone? I can't imagine you don't have several women fighting to be with you. I know I would." Oh my God, this was going almost too well. I decided to take the plunge. "You know, if you need someone to help show you around the area, I would be happy to help. What do you say to dinner Saturday night? I know all the good places to eat here."Adrienne actually blushed at my blunt proposal. "I'd like. The kid moaned then gagged on Johns cock as a finger found and entered his butthole. John knew what he wanted to find out. The kid was soon naked … kissing, licking, biting and muttering the magic phrase, “fuck me please!” John obliged not only once but twice during the remaining hours of the night. The door banging woke them up. It was the gas station owner, Bruce. “You at it again I see.” the man had come into the room and seen John and the boy in bed together.. It turned out that he had an eye for that too… He just seemed to be able to pick just the right places at the right time. By chance, not that he really believed there was such a thing, he met a guy who sort of took him under his wing, introduced him to the right people, utilised Simon's talents so that they both ended up making quite considerable amounts of money.Now, 25 years down the line, Simon was pretty well off. He could pick and choose his projects, his enterprises, where and when he.