Chatting. There was indeed a connection…a spark between us. I didn’t feel any sexual urges towards him…its just that I wanted to keep talking wi...h him…spend time in his company…listening to his laughs.. Was I in love? I don’t know… probably…it was definitely a strong infatuation. He was talking to me properly…intent on what I was saying…he considered me like his equal. He too confided in me… he was single…had been in one serious relationship before and it ended up. He was very classy,. Her nipples were captured between hard fingers and savagely stretched away from her body. Her yelp of surprise escalated to a shriek as she felt icy metal pincers bite into the tender buds. Harder and harder they squeezed, and her tears flowed in response. She ground her teeth together, forcing herself to silence despite the eye-watering vividness of the pain.The demand to open her mouth was repeated, this time with more emphasis. When she again failed to respond, the price was a violent. “I'm gay, Bill."There was a pregnant pause, as Leandro struggled to find the words even in his mother tongue."That's totally cool, amazing even!" I beamed back at him.He was buoyed by my positive reaction. "I'm worried what my parents will do if they'd ever find out, you know with them being very religious."I reached out to give him a big hug, and he reciprocated and then some."You don't know how much it means to me to be able to share this with someone in my family, and get a positive. "I meekly agreed, "I never thought of any of that."Kim sad, "Hurry up and finish your soup. I have a pair of PJ's here that look nice and ought to fit you, and you just have time to take a quick shower." Where are they staying?" I asked."We put them up at the Ramada near the Interstate and rented them a car." Oh God!" I cried, no longer hungry. "What are they going to say?" Time will tell," Kim said, "now hurry up!"I swallowed the rest of the soup quickly and walked toward the bathroom,.