" Yea," Sandra said, "No calls, and no visits. Just because you live like a hermit doesn't mean you should ignore your friends."Dar got that sad look ...n his face as he listened and said, "It's my fault. She's been helping me since I can't walk yet and her sisters and her brother-in-law are busy. Without her I'd have to go back to the hospital."Shelly saw right away that Dar was really unhappy. I'd told her about Dar and what was wrong with him, so she just smiled at him and said, "Oh it's all. Usually I try to avoid all eye contact with my fellow riders but I found myself returning a smile back. He had to be over six feet tall, as his head was slightly bent to avoid hitting the top of the ceiling. I pegged him to be in finance based on the way he was dressed. He wore a gray suit, a black buttoned shirt under the suit-jacket, and matching color tie. I was always a sucker for a man in a well-dressed suit, especially so with one as handsome as he. His dark chocolate complexion was. My mind races. What's the right answer? I've never done this before. But, I mean, I want my tongue against her, God, right in my face. Of course, I... "I..." "I want your honesty," she reminds me. "I do. I mean, I would." "Then ask." “What?” I manage. “Ask for what you want, politely and properly like a good boy.” I feel my throat dry and my words escape me as the embarrassment of admitting my desire fights with the sexual tension she is expertly building inches from my face. My. I quickly set up a tray and trying to regain my composure walked back into the living room. The TV was off and all four of them were leering at me openly. I looked back at them and realized that Stan had told them all what had just happened. I shrank back into the kitchen but Jim barked at me to stop. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked. “Just back into the kitchen,” I replied, fear creeping into my voice. “Not just yet,” he said “Why don’t you tell us all what you just did in the.