Brian shall we go upstairs?Sure i can’t wait?I took the lead as Brian followed I wanted to make sure he got a good look as we climb the stairs.I lea... him into the bedroom and told him to sit on the end of the bed.Brian take your clothes off I’m taking charge.He started to remove his clothes (not a bad body but not like Tom’s I thought) I told him to leave his boxers on.There was Brian sitting on the bed in his pants.I’m going to tease you I want you to watch but don’t touch.Ok”I began to. “Need a lift?” Yes, it’s a cliché, but it’s an appropriate question.“Yeah, if you don’t mind. I’m heading into the city, the last guy I drove with didn’t get me quite as far as I needed.” She smiles at him, her face tanned like her legs. She has a small rucksack on her back.“Not a problem, I’m heading that way myself, hop in.” He pushes the door open and she climbs in.“Thanks! I really appreciate it. My name’s Cindy.”“Justin, nice to meet you. Seatbelt please.”He reminds her as she throws her. " I don't clean it now. I have a nice Italian lady do for me. MrsSpaghiolla, I think her name is." Is she good?" Sharee asked, looking up after licking some precumfrom Harve's glistening plum of a cockhead."Er, yes," I said."Is she pretty? Sexy?" asked Harve."Er, no," I had to admit. "Maybe was. She has threegrandchildren." So get rid of her. Why don't you run an ad in the paper? OnFriday. Interviews on Saturday. Baby boooooo oooy, get wired."Harvey started to become my advisor, his nerves. What could my old English teacher possibly want? He was inviting me to coffee, and I wanted to know why. I was afraid that my crush for him would show, that I would be unable to act naturally, that he would discover the secret I had hidden from him all through his classes in my Senior year. Soon enough, I saw a black Honda Civic pull into my driveway, and I knew that it had to be Dave Sheare. I headed out the door, locking it behind me, and climbed in the passengers seat beside him. He smiled.