"Fuck!" Chris said as he went down, spilling his beer on me. "Shit!" I yelled immediately standing. Not caring what Chris saw I took off my wet shirt ...nd dropped it to the floor. My own skin was slightly darker then his' and I had my own six pack from working out. A treasure trail went down to where my silk red boxers were over my slightly low jeans. Chris looked up at me and smiled. "Your jeans are wet too," he said smirking. I glared at him."Really?" I asked. He smiled and nodded. I undid my. His parents could afford to send him to a local privateschool and he fit right in with the disaffected upper-class kids whowent to Westwood. The only time his sometimes androgynous appearancecaused him any problem was when he was out in the town and some jockfrom the local public school decided to give him a hard time. But thetownies also knew that his parents were lawyers and they did not wantto risk a lawsuit.James was feeling particularly soft and feminine that night aftertaking a long hot. Mr. Cornell was called away on some urgent family matter. Nothing else would have kept him from this meeting.” I had convinced Mrs. C that, after weeks of experimentation alongside me, it was time for her to show her husband just how much she loved everything we had been doing. That translated into a full day of the two of them fucking and loving We all felt that qualified as an ‘urgent family matter’. Knowing Mrs. C, I had no doubt of her success and the eventual fucking during the day in. We all have to face the fact that sometime in our career it is, or it will be time to hang it up. I'll miss you but I'll do my best to help you move on with your life." Thank you General."The next two and a half months went by. Some days, some weeks, went slowly; some flew by depending on Jim's emotional health, his anticipation of his retirement and, of course, upon his workload. He was impressed with his replacement and knew he had made the right decision. His replacement was as efficient as.