Ryan knew he would be involved in managing his father’s real estate and investment empire to some degree, but his lack of experience ... and lack of...interest in working full-time ... made it necessary to leave most of the firm’s operations in the hands of the executives who had helped David Sheaffer build the company. However, he had a controlling interest in the firm, as well as his business and finance education ... and now that he had reached the age his parents had deemed necessary for him. I’d roll my eyes like I thought he was nuts but secretly would fantasize about kneeling. I couldn’t get those thoughts out of my head but decided it didn’t matter – it would be my secret fantasy. Besides, I thought – Kevin would never want to be sucked by a guy. How wrong I was.“Can you imagine what that was like for her? Kneeling with her head tilted up, looking up at me as my pants fell that night and I plunged it into her mouth?” , he said to me in his room one day while changing after. Thunderclouds building in a calm sky. Then he was gripping both wrists, guiding her down the passageway from the bathroom, his body pushing her up against the cold brick wall. Darkness closed them in, but still she panicked. Brad has friends here. If he knew… “Whatever that thought is,” he whispered, “let it go. Let your body do what it wants.” So calming. Instantly her body gravitated to his, legs parting, one foot inveigling its way between his. Fuck what anyone thinks. Fuck Brad. Better. I could not find Sue. Pat was there and I asked her Sues whereabouts. Probably in the loo. And she disappeared in the direction of the toilets. Minutes later Sue appeared. She was drunk. Not falling down drunk, glazed eyes drunk. Slightly slurred speech drunk. She took my arm and steered me outside. Go get you handbag and say your goodbyes. No. she said, shaking her head. Look, Ive left the kids alone in the house and we need to get back to them. Im not coming. You go home I find my way back.