She had never met Billy's parents asthey had died in a church fire when he was young. He had moved to hertown to live with an aunt and that's how they...had met in high school. Hehad been such a shy, awkward, but sweetly sensitive guy; and a dud as alover. Maybe what she saw in Frank that kept her involved with him allthese years was the complete antithesis from Billy; someone loud, big,dominating, and highly sexed. There was something about that churchfire, though, a hint that an angry member of. The onesSusan is bringing in for you, answered his mother, and I've written outan order for you to take to work as well, she handed him a sealedenvelope. What are you ordering he asked, don't be rude, it's women's'underwear if you really must know, actually I'm very jealous of yournew underwear.Peter put his shoes on, they're still wet he said, well you could tryyour new ones his mother said, yeh right; he answered, and scurried outof the door before she insisted.He arrived at work with his. With sweat beading on his forehead and trickling down the sides of his face, my eyes were invested in him immediately. The sweat made his skin all the more appealing. I let him into my house, intending to stay out of his way. But, the way he looked in that tight t-shirt, and bending over in his jeans, and the sweat dripping down his face, I have to say, he looked good, almost too good for me to look away.My feelings for him were rising as quickly as the temperature in the house was rising. "I like yours better, sir, though I must admit I did enjoy the delivery system," Becky said. She paused for a moment and then said, "On second thought, I like your delivery system better as well." I'm glad of that," I said with a laugh. "Did she mention how her husband reacted?" She did, sir," Becky told me. "It seems that her husband has been getting a lot more sex than he used to, and he is quite happy about it. They both were leaving for work at the same time this morning, and just before.