John. This ones on me. Have you ever tasted Grange? Yes. Once. It was very good, of course. Although Im told that it needs to have been matured for ab...ut 10 years before it is any good. Well. I can promise you that you will enjoy this one. Its 12 years old. Over dinner, which was excellent, the conversation drifted from banal to outright bawdy. Towards the end Pete was flirting outrageously with Grace and Valerie equally outrageously with me. When they invited us back to their room in the hotel. “Kiss him now.” I looked at my dad, questioning, but he clearly had no uncertainty left. He pulled me forward and kissed me. He tasted of rum as he pulled me closer, rubbing his dick on my stomach. As he did so, Mr. Joe came up behind me and began rubbing the tip of his very, very gently against my ass, and kissed the back of my neck. I was sandwiched between the two of them as my dad continued to kiss me, each of them grinding against me. It was the strangest, most uncomfortable. She loves you so much," she said. "I don't think she is looking forward to you leaving." I'm not either," I said.Raffaela looked up at me. "Spend as much time with her as you can, Jim. I hope you can do that." Yes, I will," I said."You're a great kid, Jimmy," Raffaela said, and smiled up at me, pulling me a little closer to her and pressing her breast against my side. I smiled back at her and almost bent to kiss her. I was still riled up. We walked along in silence, listening to each other and. Because you are, I will give you a single chance to speak to me. You may also ask me a question. One question. What do you wish to say?” “Well, thank you for that. I love being the person that you’ve chosen to engage like this, even though I do think it’s kind of weird. It feels like a really strange New York City subway story, the kind that you hear about but never believe. Still, I’m game if you are, and thanks again! The one question I do have is this: How did you choose me to expose.