He was several years younger than Becky and me, a tall and slim gangly boy with a thick mop of dark and curly hair. He looked around fourteen or fifte...n. He was all elbows and legs, but was at least six-foot-tall, with dimples and was very cute. I am a real sucker for dimples. (Daddy has dimples!) “Uh, Jimmy, Jimmy Reynolds,” he stammered.I batted my eyes at him and smiled. “And how did you get invited?”“I’m Becky’s cousin. My dad and her father, well, Becky’s dad, he left...”I held up my hands. I find myself excited at the prospect, and my almost-orgasm level of pleasure stays with me as I move toward her. I'm not sure what to do, but the desire to pull her as close as possible tugs me toward her luscious and inviting body. I put my hand against her toned tummy, and push her up against the tiled wall.A strange nervousness and excitement overtakes me as I run my hands up and down her sides. I'd never even thought about this before tonight, but the thought that I have a gorgeous female. ”“Moral support?” Dimitri scoffed. “I’m ancient, and my morals may be a bit different from yours. You children and your current politics, ha! When I was still human, we may have had our fun. I knew that even after I married, I would still have my mistresses on the side, but they wouldn’t be public. My future wife might have her men as well, and as long as they were discreet, it wouldn’t matter. But to do so openly would be a disgrace.”“Dee, my love!” Shlee pleaded with him, but he moved,. She was of an age when at least half of her contemporaries had already experienced sexual relations and some of them on a regular basis. I remembered the pressure guys used to put on girls to put out, and about all I could do was hope she was strong enough to resist. The fact that there didn't seem to be any one guy she was dating gave me some hope.I got an unwelcome surprise on the second last Monday in August. Barry LeDane handed in his resignation."What's this about, Barry? You know I'm not.