So you'd be helping me." I have to pay something, Grace," she said, "I just wouldn't feel right otherwise." Okay," I said. "One hundred dollars. I exp...ct one hundred dollars to be in my hot little liver spotted hand before five o'clock on the first of each month. How's that for a truculent landlady speech?"The thing is that in my neighborhood no one rents a room out. No one rents houses. If they did, one hundred dollars would barely cover a full day. Eileen knew this as well as I did."That's. It was his cock. It felt weird to know that I was giving my brother a handjob, but I loved him and I loved his reaction to it even more. I can remember rubbing my hands right up and down his thick rod. It was heaven for him, as he told me afterwards. He told me to play with the head as it was more sensitive. So I did and his shorts got damp. After kissing me some more he went down to examine my own boner. I didn’t look as big as him when he pulled the fabric down. But he still looked pleased by. But she still turned me on, even though I've seen her naked countless times before, and she knew this and used it to her advantage.She’s straight but I'm bisexual. And she is the one friend that didn’t leave when I came out.“Hey can you help me rub lotion on my back?” Hayley has this habit of rubbing lotion on her whole body before going bed.I walked over to her and grabbed the bottle of Vaseline, squirting some in my hand and rubbing it from her shoulders down. It took so much not to reach. "Sure." I finally answer, handing her my plate. "Thanks." My mouth is dry and I can hardly speak. When she turns to go, her bare ass is inches from my face. Fuck! Her cheeks are firm and round and I want to just grab a handful and squeeze. My eyes follow her tantalizing ass cheeks all the way out of the room then turn to look at Susan. She's laughing at my reaction and pointing at the tent in the front of my shorts."How long are you going to last?" She whispers. "What do you think of Sherrie's.