‘Hi mom.’ ‘We need to talk.’ ‘Shoot.’ ‘What on earth does that mean?’ Peyton put down the lurid magazine, ‘Males Bare It All’. Car...fully she tucked it away from her mother’s searching eyes. ‘What kind of magazine is that?’ ‘Nothing.’ ‘I’ve not heard of a magazine of that name.’ ‘It’s an economic review of revisionists’ policies of the past decade.’ ‘God I wish I’d gone to university and then would know what you talk about. But that’s diverting. You’d fare much better reading true romance. I could only imagine what I would find down there and longed to find out. He walked towards me and introduced himself; we talked away for another five or so minutes about general conversation. "Feel free to use the pool if you get too hot," I said to him as I began to walk away. He smiled back at me and said, "Thanks mate, will do." As I walked back to the house I was bewildered by what I felt. No guy had ever made me curious of what it would be like to fuck another man, I had always been. He had a very nice bottle of chardonnay in an ice bucket, and poured me a large glass as I approached. He stood to greet me and kissed me on each cheek, lingering a little longer thanyou would. "You're very beautiful" he said"You're not so bad yourself" I smiled as he pulled the chair out for me like a perfect gentleman,there, as it happened, the resemblance ended."Nice arse" he whispered "Well, thank you" I chuckled "most Kind" He was indeed GORGEOUS and the kind of man you would do. "However, parents of mine, we have jumped the gun. We will maintain the fiction of two bedrooms but that's what it will be. Otherwise, we will have to squeeze into Al's studio apartment!"Linda simply grinned. Paul was a bit more guarded. "That's a big step for you, daughter." Yes, dad. I took it carefully. It was one of my better decisions." I like both of you here." He smiled gently. "Al, you could give up your apartment." I will let the lease expire in another two months. It really isn't big.