"She frowned at him. "Would you change jobs? Retire from the fucking Army? Support me in what I want to do?"He sighed, out loud this time. "We've been...over this before." Yes. I want to work on my passion now. The kids are in college, finally. Let it be my turn." I don't know what the fuck else I can do, damn it!" The heat in his voice frightened her, he knew, and the temptation was there, seductive, urging him to give in and start a shouting match. Gritting his teeth, and drawing a breath, he. As I headed down the stairs to leave, I heard the unmistakable excitedvoice of my little sister."Ohmigod, you're going to see Mark, aren't you?!" What," I asked, caught completely off guard by both her presence and heraccurate guess. "I'm just... going out. For lunch. With... a friend."Well, I mean, it certainly wasn't a lie, at least not from myperspective."Yeah, a friend," she said, the sarcasm dripping from her voice in theway it only can from the voice of a teenager. "Sure. And you just. . What do you want me to do then?" I asked letting him know that I was already submitted to his will. " Well since you seem to like my cock I want you to do a little thing for me. Go search you things and try to find smth that can simulate it. As close as possible size and shape. And then come back to your window. Oh and put me on loudspeaker." I eagerly started executing his commands. I run to my refrigerator and started looking for smth useful... I had some cucumbers hanging in there. I found. Today I didn't really want to look much like a boy.The doorbell rang five minutes early, and I said a quick goodbye to Mom, who was just getting ready to leave for work. "Have a wonderful time, honey," she said, "and please be safe."'Whatever that means,' I thought as I opened the door to see the guy I was in love with standing there looking at me with a big smile, which of course I returned with interest.Mark (ever the gentleman) opened the passenger door for me and we headed out in an.