" Did you try the sex drive pheremone?" Aimee asked."Not yet," I said, "Besides who would I try it on? I don't have any girlfriends yet." Well not yet... but maybe it would be better if you had it ready so that when you do, you will be ready," she suggested enthusiastically.Then she added, "Did you know Romeo and Juliet were only 13 years old when they got married? That's the same age as us." That guy looked a lot older than 13, and so did the girl!" I said."That's just because they are actors,". "Of course, it's not like a hooligan riot will occur.." laughed Rob at my sad attempt at a joke. In result I playfully punched him after he made that snide remark. Rob then wandered off into his room to gear up and leave for the championship game he basically begged me to attend. Everything about this game bothered me; the drive, the arena, the weird smell of old, and the whole damn concept of going but I couldn't bear to upset Rob. After all it was his teams big chance and I do fancy how sexy. Both said that we will have guests and there should be plenty of places to park.Britt approached Dad and begged the recliner from him. She said it was special to us and we would get him another if he wanted one for out there. She had me work on building tables for the shop. We had one thing different. The entrance to the shop from the garage was through double doors allowing large objects to get in and out easily.We were searching for a car for her also. We wanted a car that both of us would. I replaced it, pushing it to the back of the cane drawer. I wanted it to be my surprise, if possible. Mainly because I wanted to try if out on Jeff before I felt it on my own backside. All this made me feel quite aroused.Through a panelled door into a dressing room lined with mirrors, behind which were wardrobes. A few minutes and my clothes were neatly stowed away. I opened the door at the other end of the dressing room, to find a large, square bathroom with a claw foot bath at its centre. I.