Suki had been a little vague on that part, in the past.At the same time, the male in him wanted this to happen. He had spent hours talking with Fumiko... but it had always been on a purely platonic level. He had appreciated her delicate beauty, but his intent, on a cerebral level, had only been to help her. First, he helped her practice her English. Later, he helped her recover from her injuries, and found her legal assistance. He had tried to be supportive in any way he could. The male in him,. ’ But Maizie has a mind of her own. I finally had to give in and bring her down here.”“Oh, Maizie,” I said. “You are wonderful. How could I not have thought of you without Dag? It must be terrible.” Maizie lay down on my lap and put one huge paw over her nose and whined.“She misses Dag,” Mrs. Prior interpreted. “She was worried about you. She thought maybe you were gone, too.”“No, Maizie,” I answered. “I’m here. And it looks like I’m going to be here for a while. You can come and visit anytime. “Hi Mom, I’m home now”. She gave me a tight hug and said “Good boy! Now you can bring back my good life. When you going to start work?” I told her it will be the following week. After the day of settling down, mom told me she is on her two week notice to work and she will just stay home from then onwards. She started cooking my dinner favourite dish. I went to the kitchen and see if I could be of assistance. I noticed mom dressing was still revealing. Her night gown was very transparent; her. And it wasn’t me,” he laughed.“I see. I see. So....”“So what, faggit?” “I had got fucked last night,” Kenji confessed.“You record it?”“No. He didn’t want to.”“Ah hell! That’s cool, boo. Tell me about it!”“Well,” the creative, right-brained sissy launched into his recount. “It was about time for me to refresh my stash. And my weed man texted me. I guess he’s got a reminder or something set.”“Yeah, he got one set so he can fuck you,” Cortez interrupted playfully.“You’re silly, but probably.