.. Beethoven can suck balls.... it didn't work for the deaf bastard did it? why should I learn it.. Santiago protested.I sigh. "because... let's see" ...hought for a moment, I speak slowly, "maybe because your mother wants you to... and you know, you could make her really happy?" I shrug, "or because she has the signature on the credit card." I add like an afterthought, knowing it's one of the few things you get conscious about.That got Santiago quiet. I shift awkwardly and look away. Busying. Adam watched Jennifer first as she went in to her normal routine of fingers in the vagina, then around her pussy lips, then over her clitoris, then back to her vagina. Adam could clearly see Jennifer’s pussy lips get squashed and rubbed under her busy little hands. He could also see very clearly Jennifer’s clitoris get pulled, tugged and tickled before those fingers disappeared back in to Jennifer’s vagina.Sophie had her own, and very different technique of masturbation, that she seemed to be. Another side to it was uncovering the skeletons in ourancestors' closets: she'd found a touch of bigamy, some illegitimacy, abit of whoring and more than one spell in the clink. Oddly enough, noneof us seemed to have ever been farmers. We were, in the main, clerks.Legal clerks, shipping clerks. Clerks for the railways, clerks for thecanals, council clerks. That was the male line, of course, because untilthe last couple of generations, the women stayed at home and bred (anddid the odd bit of. I’ve been watching you walk by for weeks and I’ve fantasized about being with you and would like to ask you to come in for awhile. I think I would like that very much and would like to know you better as well. I tell him to follow me in to my house. We turn to walk in, I take his hand and reply come this way! We enter the house and I can’t take no more. I turn to him grab him pull him to me kissing him hard and passionately. The kiss I had been dreaming about for weeks I now had. I wanted to.