They needed to define what he wanted and move ahead. She added that the trust her grandmother had set up, along with the identity to go with it, inclu...ed grandma Miller’s father’s name, Thomas. ‘She gave you Blackburn as a last name. If you don’t like it, I guess we can change it. But it’s all up to you.’ He’d become quiet and finally had an odd request, ‘Is there any chance we can go out? I mean, we’re all dressed up. We’re both much stronger and neither one of us is using a cane. Maybe just a. ’ I stifled a giggle. ‘I can get her to wait at your place,’ I told him. ‘Thanks, Cassie,’ he said in relief. ‘Doing a little matchmaking?’ Nick teased after the call ended. ‘Hardly,’ I said with a laugh. ‘So, I’ve got to get his key to Gwen and convince her to wait in his apartment for him to come home. But we have time for dinner before then.’ ‘Let’s take Gwen out to dinner,’ Nick suggested. ‘Or bring some take away to your flat. She’s probably a bundle of nerves.’ ‘You’re so sweet,’ I said,. The door to the lift opened and he walked down the hall towards her apartment door, he knocked on the door and it opened to reveal a tall, athletic looking brunette dressed head to toe in a one piece, see through, black cat suit, her hair cascading from her shoulders. She stood aside and motioned for him to enter the apartment, with his eyes gazing at the floor he stepped inside. “Take your clothes off” she demanded, he fumbled with his shirt and pants and dropped them to the floor, standing. My heart was still pounding and my cock was rock hard. He was still lying on his side and I put my hand down his briefs to hold his perfect bubble butt. As a ran my hand over his ass, I felt the strength of his butt muscles and the perfect roundness that an athlete has. I looked as his face as I massaged his ass and he was still out in a deep sleep. He then rolled toward me and I was then lying on my back. He rolled on top of me and was lying flat on top of me stomach to stomach, crotch to.