You can still be you. You just have to do it with a new name and some new friends now. Okay?"His blue eyes held mine. Silently, I nodded and he helped...me off the floor. I thought he would let me go, but instead he pulled me into his arms and just held me. Undone by his comfort, the rest of my anger and frustration slipped away. He dropped a tender kiss on my temple before he released me completely."Let's go downstairs. I brought lunch home with me." Oh? What kind of lunch?" The pizza kind.". It’s a large piece of land that’s not very populated due to the weather. It’s a very cold place.”“If that’s true, why would we want it,” asked Francis, “and what about Canada? Is that still British and why would we allow the redcoats to live so close to our border?”“Good questions. The primary reason we own Alaska was a stupid political philosophy developed by one of our future presidents. It was called Manifest Destiny and it claimed that it was God’s plan for this country to stretch from sea. Licking my lips, I jump around quickly to be facing you looking you straight in the eyes. I slowly reach my thin fingers up to undo the button on your jeans and pull your zipper down. Reaching my hands around your waistband I feel you lift your hips from the chair as I pull your pants and underwear to the floor. With a gentle grip on your cock, I start stroking my hand back and forth on your hard cock in a slow and steady pace. After a few minutes my tongue stretches out. I start to lick slowly. At dinner that night, everyone was in a happy mood again, especially Kate. She and Clara sat next to each other, and it was so obvious to me now that they were more than friends, that I wondered why I'd never noticed it before, and why my parents didn't think anything was strange about it now. In the half hour we were seated at the dinner table, Kate and Clara must have touched each other at least fifty times. I actually kept waiting for my parents to remark upon it, but they seemed not to.