I bought the girls a tub of ice-cream each during the interval, and I walked them back to their flat as the rain started."Cup of tea, Jon?" Yes please... that would go down very well."Vee and Sian put the kettle on, while I used their loo and washed my hands. We sat in their sitting room and drank our tea while discussing the film. When we had all finished, Vee picked up the cups."I'm off to bed - thanks, Jon, for letting me come with you two. I didn't want to play gooseberry, but I did want to. But he always thought about cock.Finally, when Brian turned 21, he decided he would experiment at a gay bar. He figured he could suck another cock and maybe get his sucked. Brian was a good looking guy. He was slightly built, but was cut. He knew he was a little on the short side at 5'8", but he didn't think that would matter.He arrived at the club and sat at the bar. Only a few guys even showed a passing interest in Brian. As time went on, he become more depressed and drank until he was. "EMMA! he shouted."Up here, darling. I'm standing at the bow."He pulled on some shorts and ran up the stairs. She looked like she did when he found her looking out the picture window back in Long Island after the night they first made love. She had been wearing his shirt and a pair of panties. This morning he found her still nude from the night before. When he reached her side, she turned and smiled."Look darling, fish flying from our wake." That's why they call them flying fish," he chortled.. Keeping my eyes locked forward I silently thanked the orphanage and it's crazy military training to keep my eyes from straying down as I looked at her during the interview. Through some miracle she accepted me and let me move in on the day I was to be kicked out of the dorms. I paid rent and kept the house from burning down or falling apart even though it was just the two of us.Snapping back to the present I exit my room and survey the damage done. Not too bad this time I suppose, a table.