"Just had a wild dream. I need to change my sheets -- among other things."She laughed softly and turned on the lamp sitting on my dresser. "Wash off a...d change, while I strip the bed."When I came back, in my dry panties and tee-shirt, we made the bed and I noticed for the first time that she had a bowl of chocolate ice cream topped off with fresh peaches. She had been up getting a snack."Want a bite?" she offered, as she propped herself at the head of the bed; pillows supporting her back.I took. I knew that the end was near and I arched my back pushing my cock deeper into his mouth and shot my load as he gently massaged my balls and then proceeded to lick spunk off my shaft telling me how good I tasted.As I thought about how things were progressing I sat down with Edward and told him that I was not prepared to do anal. He argued that I would find it painful to begin with but I would soon start to enjoy it, but I was having none of it. Veiled threats of my being kicked out were made but. And if I see you "prancin" about in cowboy boots, Im prolly gonna just kick the shit out of you. (see leather) WORK BOOTS---As far back as the 60”s this was part of the original “gay uniform”---levis 501's, work boots, and buffalo plaid flannel shirt. Even today, it's one of the best rugged masculine looks on a guy. Top choices are still Doc Martin, Catapillar,Timberland, and Bramah. SANDELS OMG the worse infractions happen here. You dont ever fuckin in the history of the planet earth do you. And now her friendly postman put an innocent little postcard that was more dreadful than the envelopes of bills…her high school reunion. She remembered laughing with her work mates about going back to the States for this rite of ‘real’ adulthood passage. A ritual that she really wanted to skip and loathed the idea of facing the people that had ridiculed and taunted her, and the boys she had crushed on who wouldn’t be caught dead talking to her. It was her best friend who convinced her to fly.