"And make that double from me" added Heather frowning."I know, I know. I wouldn't dream of hurting her, I've liked her for years" Terry assured them. ...I've had a lot of time to think about my life the last couple of weeks and I'm going to make some changes. Cynthia is out today, I promise and Ryan won't be bothering you again Sis." I like the sound of that" Heather said with a smile, "on both accounts!" I have to say I'm in agreement also, on both accounts" Mr. Simon said."Can I third the. .. I don't know ... pretend that everything is cool?"Zoey couldn't find an argument to counter that and frankly she wanted nothing more than to get back to their status quo, but even as she broke down and rolled the joint she knew that this was anything but resolved. Still, once they were stoned everything seemed good again and they even managed to joke around a bit despite the fact there were still plenty of tension between them. Over the next few days, though, that tension began to fade a bit. He looks at my face, my cock and balls, and he openly looked and smiled. In the meanwhile, a bulge starts growing in his own pants. He put my clothes on the table. His cock got hard and said to me, do you like my cock? I said, “Yeah, it is nice.”He looked out and walked to the front door and locked it and then walked to the room and pulled up his shirt and showed a nice chest with a fair amount of black hair.The tip of the cock head was sticking out of the foreskin. Properly circumcised, 9-1/2. One night I decided to walk from their building to a small store that I had seen, on the corner, during our drive tour. I had already smoked a carton of cigarettes, since I was so bored, and I was smoking my last one as I got into the elevator to head out of the building. I was extremely stoned and drunk from the party, so my biggest concern was trying not to get lost. Jeffrey lived on the 18th floor and the doors opened up on the 11th on my way down. I inadvertently got off and wandered down.