I did his legs, and then his slabs of 6-pack abs, arm pits, and his bulging pecs. He stood with his arms outstretched, and asked me to rub lotion on ...is back. When I was done, he asked “How do I look?” My mouth was dry and all I could stammer was ‘good’. He looked at himself in the mirror and said “Bullshit, I look hot, and you know it! I am in great shape, handsome, and my big cock is busting out of this swimsuit. The fabric feels great on my cock, by the way!”I blushed as he laughed and. It was mostly them, not me though,” Becky whispered in my ear.It was a small gesture, but it meant a lot to see them put the effort in and actually apologize, even Chris with all his skepticism seemed impressed. We walked through to the living room where just like last time, she had a fat ass spread of food laid out on two tables. Everything from candy, cupcakes, chocolate, all kinds of chips, ice cream, donuts, and she finished it off with some healthy finger-sized deli sandwiches. On the. That is why I had felt satisfied then. From then on, I never saw that look in his eyes again. Instead, I could see a look of shock and envy. But within that I saw him beating himself down.It was October now, and even a month and a half of school couldn’t change the main topic of our text convos: Alan’s love life. His inferiority complex often made him say the phrase “out of my league”. I had told him I did not understand that concept a hundred times (even though I did) and that he should not. ..”“Yeah, that’s a weird one” Evelyn agreed. “But how much of this stuff ever made sense?”“As an archangel and commander of the armies of God, his station is at least as high as the saints” Abigail remarked. “However, calling him “Commander” or “Archangel” during services would highlight the fantastical elements of his persona. I imagine the church switched to “Saint” as a matter of practicality.”“In other words, they paper over parts of the mythology which are inconvenient” Jessica added as.