. the kiss?"Kevin thought. He wasn't gay. He knew that. He passed the boobs make boners test quite well. However ... he shrugged."Yeah. I'm OK with it... As long as you stay you."Vicky rode her bike down Greiner with abandon. Not reckless abandon, no. This was calculated abandon, every move on her dirt bike reasonably safe, no matter how it looked. And it looked reckless. The two lane road had gravel shoulders, often uneven with holes, sticks, and other fun obstacles. She wove between them at. Pee-pee. Shut the fuck up. And every word or expression was usually prefixed by 'fucking' for emphasis."Fuck sake, Emily," shouted her mummy, Olive, who was holding a joint in her hand and wearing nothing but a pair of slippers. "What's this shit you're watching?" It's only what I was fucking watching a moment ago," said Emily's Daddy for today who Emily hadn't really got to know very well yet. She knew that her new Daddy wasn't her proper Daddy because unlike Emily and Olive whose skins were. "I was just curious about your relationship." It is unhealthy to be curious about a master, Journeyman Tristan," Drexil replied harshly, and then gathered himself. "It is not my story to tell." My apologies, Master Drexil," Tristan replied. "I meant no disrespect." Watch over her, Tristan," Drexil commanded, and patted his shoulder. "Watch yourself as well. There is more going on here but I do not know what it is."The two men parted company and Tristan wandered over to where Graydon was. "What does your husband say?" We discussed the possibility before I came out to watch you move in," I replied. "He had suggested the idea." We could use the rest. Thank you for the hospitality. Anything is fine. What time?" Six thirty OK?"He bowed politely to me and then said, "That would be nice. Excuse me I have to supervise the movers again. Otherwise, I would be glad to talk. We'll see you later." Great! Dress casually or at least comfortable," I replied. "My husband or I will stop by to.