Up close I can see them better so notice that Andrew has a pronounced bend in his nose. Andrew has light blue eyes and Mark has brown eyes, with brown...hair. All three of them are staring at me, not below my chin. Oddest thing, they are looking above my eyes so either they are staring at my eyebrows or hair. Wave my hands in front of their faces a few times to get blinks then we get to what we are supposedto be doing. We talk music, or rather our lack of having any. Since they have decided we. I was more than pleased when her hand snaked out, taking hold of my hard stiff cock. I hadn’t directed that. It was impromptu, a thought of her own choosing, which in an interesting way again surprised and pleased me. They still had desires, wants of their own choosing, not at my own demand or direction, though I could of course throw in a few of those here and there along the way. But for now, knowing Susan needed the feel of my cock in her hand, and then eventually her mouth (again her own. It was then she just came out and said it. "Are you wearing stockings today?" she asked. I had a grin on my face in expectation of some juicy gossip, but it quickly disappeared. The panicked look on my face surely gave her the answer. All I could think was, How could she know? Did I not tuck in my shirt properly? For years I have been very careful to make sure my hose was not in any way visible. "No," I half-laughed nervously."Oh," she said. "It's just that after pulling up my own sagging. Gipser was speaking to them in a rough way,"I say you don't go. You hear me out". Sam then went defensive, as he had to put with always being labeled as "the racist one", although he was not as bad as the others. Sam said to him,"Hey now you listen here". Gipser was intimidated by Sam fighting back. Gipser put his hands out, ready to defend himself. John looked at Gipser and said in an angry way,"What do you want old man? You want our money, is that it, huh?" Derek finished his Slurpie and.