Oliver sat down and looked at Oscar long enough that the younger man became uncomfortable. Finally, Oliver asked, “What is it with you and William?�...�The source of the question made Oscar reconsider giving the trite answer. Instead, he asked, “Why?”“For some reason, I see a black thread connecting the two of you,” he answered giving voice to an observation based upon his gift. He shrugged, “When I see lovers, I see a golden thread running between them. When I see good friends, the thread is. .O Lordy!...Happily I was distracted from further excitement when knots of dancersmorphed into a free for all country square dance Irish-style up and downthe street to the hoots and claps of onlookers then a local radio stationvan raced up and the spiffy reporter began to interview me and I wished Irehearsed Aislynn's bogus history better. I was uneasy about making upstories to begin with, and as I struggled through a smile I spotted witha gasping jolt a face in the excited onlookers.Oh. He stood there and started to rub his dick while starring at mine. I did note his dick was a little smaller than mine but it it was much thicker. He shook it and said" you know how to relieve the pressure on that monster"? "You mean jerk off? Oh yeah, I know how to do that." "Let's do it together" he said. He was already playing with his balls and stroking his shaft so I agreed. He turned around and bent over, displaying his hairy ass and got a tube of KY jelly out of a drawer. I watched as he. I get saddled with you, have to have you sleep in my house when I want you in my bed with me. God dammit," he growled when he realized what he was saying. He whirled around and tried to walk away from her but she grabbed his arm."I wasn't flirting with Roger."He stared down at the small hand on his arm. It was safer than looking in her eyes. If he looked into her eyes he was going to kiss her. "That isn't what it looked like to me. You certainly seemed to be enjoying his company." He made me.