”Zoë skipped out. She tied up her hair raising the hem of my old jersey high enough to flash her red panties. “Morning Dad.”“Mornin’ sweeth...art.” Dad sighed and grabbed Mom’s shoulder after he stood up. Mom rubbed his fingers as he wished us all a good day and set off. Zoë sat down next to me, not around the corner as she used to, that stopped Dad for a moment in the doorway. He accepted the change as soon as Zoë elbowed me.“Shower up and meet me out there early enough to talk to Kia.”“Sure. I spit on your ties. I need water!" Sorry, I have none, just ties - pure silk, and only $5." Pahh! A curse on your ties! I should wrap one around your scrawny little neck and choke the life out of you, but I must conserve my energy and find water!" Okay," said the little old Jewish man. "It does not matter that you do not want to buy a tie from me, or that you hate me, threaten my life, and call me Infidel.I will show you that I am bigger than any of that. If you continue over that hill to the. “Oh come on that’s not fair!”“It’s that or go home.” I insisted. Tom loved being bound up so he capitulated with a devious smile and I stripped him naked and bound him face down on my bed. I was staring at his delicious bum when the bell rand once more. In came Philippe, a man more than thirty years older than Tom. I stopped him at the door and quietly confessed that I did have someone here, the voyeur from before but he was gagged and blindfolded so he could not observe.“How interesting.” Said. His eyes trailed down my body and he said, “I feel underdressed.” With a smirk, I replied, “Would you feel more comfortable if I got undressed, too?” He nodded and then, his voice breaking a bit, he said, “Yeah.”I stood up and tugged off my shirt and started undoing my pants when I saw he had leaned back in the chair and started jerking off, watching me. I smiled back at him as I slowly undid my pants and slid my jeans and boxer-shorts down to my knees, my own hard cock standing erect. I sat.