It was some guy who heard me. Probably my neighbor. I opened it and he was naked. Uh, Excuse me. Do you mind keeping it down. Im trying to have my o...n time in there. Sorry. I thought for a second. I was alone and asked him, Do you want any company? He thought for a second and asked me if I wouldn’t mind doing fun things. I was up for anything. I told him to come in. Thanks man, So what you jerkin to? Some college guys. Nice. We both laid down and put some more baby oil on. We were jerking. Nick.More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.And then, in a. Our folks had perished in a boating accident in the Bahamas the week before her high school graduation. I was already in the Marine Corps and took off for twelve days to bury the folks and to make sure Sis would be taken care of. A crazy aunt moved into the house and helped Sis through all the various legal hassles there were.The folks had some large life insurance policies that left the house paid for. The crazy aunt was influencing Sis, but encouraged her to go on to school. I was fulfilling. Then Minutes later Trevor had a boner to die for after Claire Taylor had stripped naked in her Mothers bedroom and then donning that very same lingerie and transforming herself into a younger, but otherwise carbon copy of her beautiful mother Karen. “Fuck ... Fuck ... Fuck...” exclaimed Trevor as Claire paraded around her Mother’s bedroom, preening before the mirrors while he was punching the contact number of Kevin Smith into his phone.“No way the bitch would ever dress like that for a shift.