.. 5... 6... 7... 8. Eighth floor. She was sleeping just below me. I just wish she was right under me! I went back, downed my now cool coffee, dropped...a tip, and left with my port. My mind was filled with erotic images of the sexy stranger. My pants became a bit tighter as the thoughts became more vivid. Hiding my erection with my jacket, I retired to my room.* * * * *Perhaps she was right. I did not feel the least bit tired. I tossed my jacket on the bed, turned on the radio and sat in the. "I'm warning you, Kev! Do that once more and I'll plant one on you!" "Sorry, Bri! Sorry!" "Now come on," said Bri, rising a little, moving forward at a crouch. In line, according to seniority and the long-established hierarchy, thethree brothers reached the farmhouse and flattened themselves against the wall.Peering cautiously into one window, confirming that the ground floor was indeedin darkness, Bri gestured silently to his two brothers and then led the wayaround the side of the house to. Twice your age ... dear Cassie," Marco said between pants. He paused to recover his breath before he spoke again. "To be honest, I am not quite sure what came over me. I am not in the habit of bedding those so young." If it helps any, I don't usually do this with older men," Cassie said in a soft voice, hoping it would remain the case in the future. "I apologize if I caused you any grief."He smiled. "Not at all, but we will need to keep this quiet, you understand."Cassie nodded halfway through. You started in retail at around 20ish or so and did that for about 3 years before moving on to what seemed like bigger and better things. Friends you knew personally helped you out by providing odd jobs. You did all sorts of things ranging from selling insurance, shipping out packages from warehouses, and just right out manual labour. Least favorite among your hobbies. You did this for a couples of years aimlessly wandering looking for a place to really settle in.Until one day, your dad.