So, on the tree it went. Clayton got up off of his knees and searched the tree for others that held such deep memories and feelings for him. They’d ...ever mean anything to her again. The thought made him angry but he pushed it back. He continued to finger the different decorations: A cinnamon bun made of plastic that he’d won for her at the fair on their second date, a small statue of Ronald McDonald, a bulb with their picture pasted on the front, a Christmas tree made entirely of the napkin. Tomas and Brit had the kitchen framed in while the flooring men moved upstairs. It was pretty much ready for fixtures by the end of the first week. I didn't see how he got so much done, until I realized that the changes were all cosmetic. The Brit wanted the building to look old.On day five the Brit was ready to start on the bar itself. "Have you ever built a bar before," I asked Tomas."He doesn't need to have experience building a bar. I know what I want." The Brit said."Do you know what they. Still rather confused I said ok and he then stood up rather happily and started stripping himself. I sat up on the edge of the bed and once my handsome lover was naked and standing in front of me, I first took his hard cock into my mouth and started sucking him. I deepthroated him for a while and then stopped and asked him to show me what he meant earlier. He said sure as he took the cream and creamed up his cock. He then asked me to lay on my stomach again and he put more cream between my. She'd been furious at him, swearing never to speak to him again when she'd been taken by the child services agency. In anger, she'd gone mute, refusing to talk to the police or the social service workers.Julian had surprised her. Somehow he'd arranged for a judge to appoint him her legal guardian, probably bribery, and two days later she was back with him. Try as she might she'd been unable to give him the cold shoulder when she'd seen him, running to him and throwing herself into his hug, his.