"Do you think you could do the work on Katie's car?" Yes, sir. I think so. But I cant be sure I wont run into problems." I think that would be the bes... bet, then."We went on to discuss the hows and whats and Bob (he asked me to start calling him that instead of Mr or Major McEvers) told me it could be a win-win for him. He knew a guy who did body work and painting and would have my car painted if I would do the engine and transmission switch for him. He still hated having my primer spotted heap. ‘You know, Boss, it doesn’t look that bad when you are close. I would imagine that a house that hadn’t been occupied for sixty or so years would look far worse than this. I think you are right. This place could be re-furbished and be quite valuable.’ ‘That’s what I was thinking.’ I agreed. ‘If Aleksy does a good job without breaking the Bank I reckon this could be worth something in the region of half a million.’ I felt a little better. That would put something back into the coffers. ‘Let’s see. She did not object to this also. He went ahead to kiss her lips very gently several times. She did not object even to this also. He now slowly brought his lips and started to kiss her bulging and shaking very beautiful nose. She did not object and in fact she co-operated with him while he is kissing her beautiful and broad nose. He kissed her wide open nostrils again and again several times and a minimum of fifty times. By now she developed a great craze for his sex. She slowly sent her left. Given that I had been hidden behind the storage unit I was free to ogle his body, including his cock. I’d seen a lot of cocks over the years; they came in all sorts of sizes and shapes but Joe’s was special. It was forbidden. And now I wanted it. I didn’t want to fuck him. At least not yet. I just wanted to feel his cock in my hands, in my mouth. Feel its heat, taste it. Worship it. Give it pleasure. I wondered what had happened to make Joe hard. Why hadn’t he had a wank while he was hidden in.