" Pot. Kettle. Black."She laughed. "Not good enough, Charlie. I have a life outside work, I just don't want to be tied down." I have a life outside wo...k," I said, "I have a date, or dates, most weekends ... I just haven't anyone I want to live with."She looked at me. "There's more to it than that, Charlie. I can tell." My sister and I were always close. No, I don't mean, like, incest close, I mean, 'I've got your back' close. Buddy close. If I looked her in the eyes, she could see my soul. And. How did he get so mixed up?”“He didn’t,” he replied while looking down at the floor, “I was thinking of coming out, but what he said changed my mind.”“That’s good, but you just told em you weren’t sure if you were even gay. Why would you want to come out if that is the case?” I asked try to get him to open up.“I decided that the only way to truly discover if I was gay would be to see if I liked it and the only way I would find that out is if other gay guys knew I was gay.”“I see, but why. What...the...fuck...?I was frozen in place as both women's hands started to squeeze and rub my shoulders. "What is that scent you're wearing, Tom?" Beth asked. "I think I'll get it for my husband."Scent? What was going on? Both women were now focusing entirely on me rather than my work on the screen. Carrie brought her head close to my neck, sniffing. My cock started to get hard at the intimate contact from the two sexy ladies. Both women moved their faces and hands down my chest towards my. Lisa was beginning to recover her wits and she had more than a fewquestions to ask but some were more imperative than others."Why are you telling me all this? There are a couple of courses ofaction I suppose. You can blackmail me with those pictures and Emily'stestimony should you wish to ruin me forever. I can go to theauthorities; but then I'm guessing we all go to jail. Or I suppose theworst outcome for me is that thug outside, Billy Butler, takes me for aride from which I don't return;.