Gary liked the nineteen-year-old Chad. Even though he was a good-looking boy and came from a pretty well off family, he didn’t act all stuck up or b...tter than. He’d been to Gary’s one room apartment, but instead of laughing at Gary’s cramped place, seemed to be at ease there. He owned a nice car, dressed in pretty nice clothes, and even had a swimming pool in his back yard, but Chad wasn’t afraid of a little hard work, didn’t mind getting dirty, and drank beer out of the bottle instead of. ‘You can’t bully me into going into the office now to deal with that incompetent jerk. He has all the information he needs from my transcript from this morning and Amanak being there this afternoon. Now if you want to join us for some fun, you are welcome to stay otherwise . . . leave,’ she said staring at him now. Arms and Amanak just stood there and watched their friends go at head to head over these issue the way they had at other times. The tension of the eye contact did not change when. Jason took her in his arms and held her against him, very aware of their cold, wet clothing. ‘Don’t be scared,’ he said. ‘We’ll be safe.’ She pressed her face into his chest and wrapped her arms around him. He could feel her trembling. ‘I’ve always been frightened of thunderstorms,’ she murmured. ‘They…they’re so…so…elemental and powerful.’ Jason kissed the top of her head. Her hair was drenched and matted against her skull. ‘I used to be scared of them when I was real little,’ he said. ‘But. With my son sitting shirtless in front of me, I returned to rubbing his back with my feet, and again, pulled aside my panties and returned to rubbing my swelling clit.Pretty stoned and horny, I started talking loosely, saying suggestive things to my very erect, shirtless son as I played with my pussy and slid my hand under my tee-shirt, and played with my tits.“I like rubbing your back!” I said as I pulled and twisted my hard nipples. “My feet are very sensitive, and your back feels really.