I again go to check it out. Michael was fishing leaves out of the pool and another boy was there sitting in a lawn chair talking to him. I was up so I...started making coffee. It finished and i poured a cup and was about to walk outside. At that same moment as I was about to open the back door, Michael walked over to his friend. He turned around and pushed his cute little ass in front of his friends face. His friend gave him a little slap on it and then reached around and gave michael a slow rub. After first block, we got a bit more confident, seeing thatthe attention we were attracting was mostly not negative, but sexual. Thedirtiest looks we got from women. So as some of the horniest ones!By the time we got to the office, we were walking arm-in-arm, smiling andchatting. When we stepped into the building, we got nervous again. Peopleknew us here, though, unless they've participated in our Halloweenactivities, hardly anyone would have recognized two geeky computer nerdsin two pretty,. "Would you have lunch with me sometime?" he looked hopeful, becausehe longed to touch her hand but didn't dare. Even more he would haveloved to touch her face. She had exquisite skin."I'm working most of the time, except of course for Sundays. I couldmeet you here, by the river." "No, no. I shall collect you. Where isthe shop that uses you so hard?" If you insist in collecting me, you should call at the bookshop onDresdener Allee."They were suddenly allies in an unspoken conspiracy,. Actually, I didn’t continue to pass by. I stopped in my tracks to check him out. He smiled back at me in both a smug and contented way. He was attractive. Very attractive. Bald with glasses and a hefty, muscular build. Well dressed for a Saturday afternoon – a tribal print button-front short-sleeved shirt, a neat pair of cargo shorts, and a pair of leather sandals. “You’re embarrassed, huh?” he asked. “Uncomfortable?” “Before I leave, I want to know what the point of this whole exercise you’ve.