Tim was an ungrateful bastard and he would have to pay. This was what happened when Jacob used his social skills. This was how he was treated by his...peers when he tried to be nice. Was it any wonder that he kept himself to himself ? No one understood him or wanted to spend time with him. He was offering Tim the opportunity to get close to him, to appreciate his obvious talents. And this was the response.Tim would need to start appreciating Jacob. Tim needed to understand that Jacob was. Once we got the car and put our stuff away, Debbie took off her coat and stripped down to just her heels, pausing for a second to let me soak in the sight of her beautiful body glistening in the evening sun and her nipples stiffening with the breeze of the cool summer air. Then slipped on her coat again. My cock was throbbing so much at the thought of someone seeing her that one stroke and I would've blew like a champagne cork. As we started the walk home we couldn't keep our hands to ourselves. Everyone bundled out. And they escorted half carried David through various doors, and a back alley until they entered what had to be a nightclub. There was a musician playing some dance tune on a piano, and a quartet of girls trying out some steps.Three men sat smoking and observing the long legs of the dancers. The pianist didn't miss a note as David and his escort entered. The girls stared but didn't stop practising their routine. David, supported on either side, stood facing the three dance. It was a fact I was willing and I think my br0ther was also. Oh well. A guy can dream anyway.With all the help of six ladies there was little for us guys to do, except to find a way to build our appetites as the women prepared the meal and set the table which mom wanted to be just perfect. So being intelligent men we left it all to the women to prepared meal and get the table set and wait for their call to us to come eat. There were some great football games on TV anyway and we were more.