Perhaps this had been a little test of Izzy’s; to see if I could lie quickly under pressure. I thought I had done rather well under the circumstance....Izzy undid one of the buttons on her blouse, and more of the top of her stunning bust came into view. Izzy grinned at me.“So, are you looking forward to this afternoon?” she purred, “I know I am.”I nodded, but didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage.“Oh, are you shy, Jack?” Izzy grinned, “Lupe said you were a little shy. Some of the other neighbors had done it the year before, but so far this year nobody had touched it and some of the weeds were up to the fucking windows man. Honestly I should have already done it just to be a good neighbor, but I stay busy as shit and have a hard enough time keeping my own grass mowed. But when I started to think about the opportunity to get to talk to that hot ass fuckbait, mowing the grass presented itself as one of the best possible ways for me to break the ice. After. Julia looked in and hesitated. “Sir, I’m supposed to see you today.” I was always a bit surprised yet pleased at that young age to hear myself called “sir,” especially by a girl.“Yes Julie, come on it and close the door behind you.”Julie was a short, plump girl with frizzy reddish-brown hair which she tied up behind her head; she wore glasses. On that day she had on a white blouse and a long dark blue skirt that went down to her ankles. Her outfit was typical for an office girl of that era.I. Some of them probably even knew he was gay and he was going to take me home and fuck me in the ass like a little sissy, but it didn’t matter. Everyone was super cool and we had a couple of drinks and we laughed. He even started to make moves on me like a girl. He snuck a hand on my knee and rubbed my thigh, when no one was looking. He rubbed my shoulders with his hands a couple of times when he got up to use the bathroom. Somehow I thought this was going to feel like a job interview, but it.