Air) and his dick's head was right in front of me and I gazed at it dangling there and it was beautiful – I'd never really looked at a cock up close...(it's just a dick) – and it felt almost hypnotic (you're fuckin' stoned)."Your turn." Mark said to Brad.As Brad moved over in front of me, I dropped to my knees – which always seemed to be the best position in the past for sucking cock. Brad grabbed my head with one hand and positioned his fat – not nearly as long – cock at my opened mouth and I. "But in mypersonal experience, people don't just turn gay. Perhaps your lowcomfort level has made you go into a sort of denial about beinghomosexual yourself?" He phrased it as a question, maybe something Ishould ask myself."Let me ask you this," he continued. "Have you ever thought about it, Imean, open and honestly gave it serious thought?" No," I said after a pause. "I never really thought I had a reason to."We talked for the whole hour and decided that an appointment everyother week would. " Noah says."Oh babe, you're gone all the time for work and I have to deal with it, now you get to enjoy it alone!" Yeah but, a Bachelorette Party with your friends" he hesitates "I know how they can get...I know how you can get!" Oooh, getting jealous are we?" I reply sticking my tongue out.Noah steps forward, placing his hands on my waist and pulling me forward "I'm going to miss you." he smiles."I'll miss you too!" I lean forward, giving him a little peck on the lips "But it's only a week!. We had finally located Maureen O’Farrell’s birth certificate. It had taken much longer than it should have, those in Southie being more than a little careless with keeping records. The birth certificate hadn’t been very helpful. The Mother’s name had been listed, but the Father had been listed as deceased. The address given no longer existed, as the building had been demolished years ago to make way for a new larger office building.The Grandfather was senile, and we had gotten little from him..