He was wearing white Calvin Klein briefs which looked hotter than usual against his tan skin and all that hair. His dick was rock hard and pointing up...and slightly to his right. Before I was able to do or say anything, Dan slipped his briefs down and moved to kneel over me. “Are you up for sucking my dick Michael?” he asked. I didn’t answer. Instead I took hold of it with my right hand and gently stroked it a couple of times before opening my mouth and placing the head inside. I teased him. “When–?”“About seven.” I said.“We waited–”“We?”“Well yes, Daddy was at a meeting here and he and Desmond – you know, my tutor – took me out for dinner to celebrate the end of exams.”Daddy again.“And you told them you couldn’t go because I was coming over tonight, and you stayed in.”She now looked uncomfortable at my sarcasm. “Well, we waited until six and then–”“Connie, what time do I finish work?” I said aggressively.“Er, five thirty or six.”“How could I possibly get here by six?” I asked. It. ‘That jack russel guy was impressed with you,’ he said when he saw me. ‘Oh shut up, Brad.’ ‘I told you, the next time, marry for money. He’s a doctor.’ ‘How do you manage to find out everyone’s occupations when you talk to them for 10 minutes about their itchy dogs?’ He shrugged, and I had to ask. ‘What kind of doctor?’ ‘Ophthalmologist.’ ‘It doesn’t matter anyway, we’ll never see him again.’ ‘He might come back in a few weeks.’ ‘And if he did, so what? I’m not dressed to impress here. He. ? I glanced over at Sarah and grinned before looking backat Chloe. ?That makes you a winner in my book.?Ever watch those stupid awards shows? Where all the celebrities dress inthousand dollar outfits and parade up onto the stage to accept yet anotherstatue for doing their job? There is a look some of them get, usually whenthey seem to only be there for contractual reasons, when the envelope isopened and their name called. It?s a look of unexpected pleasure mixed withgregarious surprise.Chloe?s.