Now tell me. Tell us. Why do you think Tom thinks you should be here? What did he do to you?”I blushed again. This situation was so stripped of all ...rotection, hiding, lies, politeness and common standards; and I felt as naked on the inside as on the outside. This was blunt and direct.“I met Tom at a concert. Nothing special. Just fun and nice. We slept together that night. He left in the morning.”“Do you always take people you just met to your place and fuck them?”“No, not always. It was…”. The old pickup truck outside is not the family car we had wanted. The house is warm and comfortable. But it’s not the mansion we had hoped for many years ago. It’s funny how dreams and reality differ. But my love for Kim has never altered. Moving from under the sheets, I stand beside the bed and watch Kim. Like an angel she sleeps. The sound of her breathing reaching into my soul. Reluctantly turning away, I move to the sink for a shave. Staring into the mirror, I look into my eyes. Where did. She decided the two did not have to be mutually exclusive and accepted both offers without hesitation.Danny's reaction to her news that she was now working for the Whitehall inner sanctum researching old cases of criminal activities in Northern Ireland was surprising to her because it took so long for him to stop laughing. She was beginning to think he was one of those lads that didn't think females should be doing such dangerous work. Then, he just told her,"I think that is marvelous, dear,. Nor at that time I knew what sex or GAY sex is. I was not able to see but his dick was really hard. I could feel the heat. He had held both my hands and put his knee on my ass so that I don’t move. He took hair oil from the dressing table and poured a bit of it on my ass hole. I asked him what he was doing. He said if don’t ask questions he will show me all the movies he had. So as an innocent guy I stayed in the same position.He started putting oil in my ass hole. He put his finger in my ass.