You are going to get in trouble doing that,” she said seriously.“Why, are you going to call the PC police on me?” I asked.“No, but someone mig...t,” she said.“Okay, but I called to invite you out for a drink while you fill me in on things,” I suggested.“When?” she asked.“I can pick you up at five this afternoon at your job. We can go from there to the restaurant,” I explained.“Okay, but I’m not dressed for a night out,” she said deadpan.“You will be fine honey. It’s just a drink with some people. When the two men met each other's eyes, the effect was immediate. It felt as if the temperature of the room had suddenly risen by 15 degrees. Sweat beaded at Mark's brow and he tugged at his collar, overcome with an unnatural heat. Peering deep into James' red eyes, Mark felt blood rush to his cheeks and to his cock, as a tightness grew in his chest. Swallowing hard, he spoke again. "James…?"James didn't answer. He had snapped. Possessed by an insatiable lust, he had again lost control of his. In high school Teresa's were probably the same size as Leticia's while Terry's were probably a tad bigger, but both of them were more rubenesque in shape vice the definitely more slender hourglass shape of Leticia which helped make her mountains look all the bigger. The older they got the larger their chest grew.A few years after Ann had her cancer, Teresa showed up with her bastard child Kerry in tow. Somehow the welfare mother was able to scrounge up enough money to move her lazy ass to. I knew that you were gay early on and instead of offering you my support, encouraging you to come out, things that would have been constructive, because I felt insulted by your sexual orientation, because I took it so personally to be your beard, I did things like deliberately letting another sire a daughter on me.“I should have reached out to you, but instead, I hurt you badly and on purpose. I could have stayed married and offered you a choice about siring her, too. I took matters into my own.