Patton refocused.“Double-scotch neat,” he said.As Patton shifted to find his wallet, he locked eyes with a young man sitting against the wall, dow... from the elbow of the bar. If Patton saw this man anywhere else, he’d have to say this gent was a surfer. And he just may have been a surfer – perhaps a gay surfer. The young man looked to be in his early twenties - with long blonde hair and a smooth tanned face. Patton couldn’t help but linger in his gaze.How is he alone? Probably waiting for. After all the two men are brothers. Charly's dad, Ben, is Candy's uncle. His wife is Betty. I've known them my whole life. They were like second parents to me.Candy's parents are Bob and Alice Cook. They didn't seem to like me as much as Ben and Betty does but I did get their daughter pregnant.Our sex life is ok but nothing to write home about. I expected we would be going at it most every day for at least a couple of years. I'm lucky if we do it twice a week. It's good when we do it but I. And after some time of my begging she confessed that she is committed to a guy Who is our college but other department and she said sorry for not informing you I was shocked and I was about to cry because she was my first crush and she is the only girl that I dreamt about fuck her after marrying.. While speaking a phone call came and she spoke like ”wait baby I’m on the way love you” and she said bye meet u later like that…I was in full of emotion and don’t know what to do my behavior changed. Desperate times called for desperate measures. I stood up from his desk and removed my crop top, and then my white lacey bra releasing my now unfettered breasts which swung freely on being freed from their constraints. I thought I detected a very small glimmer of interest from this stern faced old man. “Are you trying to blackmail me into giving you a mortgage young lady?” He enquired. “Well; yes of course” I replied with my best disarming smile I could manage. “That won’t work with me you.