.. I didn't know there was anybody in here." he said. "I need to clean in here." He was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt and pulling a bucket on whee...s and a mop behind him--he really was the cleaner. "And I thought I was alone." I stammered. "Sorry." Well, for all he was sorry, he was still standing there looking at me. His eyes were scouring me. I let the silence hang between us for a moment as he oggled me, mouth hanging open, salivating. His cock must be growing in his jeans and I realised. And my dad is 40-something; I get it, you’re saying, ‘Life Happens,’ aren’t you?”“Smart boy, so, we are both 16, waiting to get married. Why don’t we elope and not tell them?”I had that idea before, but now it makes it made more sense. “Yeah, why don’t we elope, but do it in Vincennes?”“You can cum now if you want Paul, I am ready for your baby maker batter!She is quite a seductress, because that was all I needed to hear, and I came like a horse. She finally lowered her chest so I could suck. She kissed me intensely for several minutes, scarcely breathing, and only then did she break away to utter a few broken words.“Oh..Aga..thon...you have..in..deed returned...”“Aye,” I whispered.”I fear the night, oh Agathon...I fear it so!”Before I could reassure her she kissed me again with renewed and redoubled intensity. Again and again our lips locked, as though looking for a way to get closer than was humanly possible.“Oh, my love, I'm so happy you are back. I feared you had forgotten. I gently pushed her off my lap and hunted up the necessary supplies, shaving cream, razor, hot towel, and scissors. “If you squirm while I’m trimming your bush, not only do risk a cut, but I will take the electric clippers and trim every hair from your head, do you understand, Marie,” I growled, more harshly than I meant? “Please, Sir, my mons is super sensitive, I don’t know if I can control myself,” she whimpered. “Then I guess you’ll be spending some time admiring your bald scalp, I know.