“that sounds great sweetie.” “Greg, to the Mount Vernon Drive in theater.” Ryan told the Driver. “Sure thing!” He said. We took off, and b...fore we were off out street Ryan put up the divider window and ran his hand slowly up my leg starting at my lower calf. His touch made me so horny I started to squirm in my seat as he reached my thigh. His fingers felt so good against my smooth pantyhose. “Mmmm” I bit my lower lip. Just as his fingers reached my hairy mound he stopped and pushed my ass up. Apparently, Mischa redecorated our cozy loft with new and more modern furniture, a different color scheme and a few new pictures. One was of Mischa at her twenty first birthday party which I unfortunately missed. "I wish you could have been there, we had so much fun," Mischa said to me. "I'm sorry doll, I'll make it up to you, I promise". She once again embraced me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "I'm sure we could work something out," she said while looking at me mysteriously. She began to. She was serious about him. On one of their dates I met them at a restaurant for dinner. I liked him. It was obvious he was in love with Krystn and that they were headed for marriage. I asked a lot of fatherly questions and he gave lots of very good answers. At the end of dinner I said, ‘You two probably shouldn’t tell Grandma or your Mom that we had dinner. I don’t think they would be happy about it.’ Krystn responded, ‘They better get used to you being in my life. When we get married I want. Easy peasy, I thought. He began to do lightly drag his pointer finger around my chest and I easily began to laugh. It was hella ticklish and I just couldn’t. “Haha Zeke! You can call quits now if you’d like! And I won’t tickle you to death.” “Hell no. I want to see you lose this game!” “Game on, bud!” I began to follow suit and outline figure eights on his chest. Man, was his chest slightly muscular. I don’t know what I was feeling but I began to get a little short out of breath. I wasn’t sure.