“Danny. Please.”“My bad, Danny! Sorry, I’m late. My last client ran a little long.”“It’s no problem,” winked the man. “Let’s go on...in and do the walk through. After you,” he gestured.Windsor Stevenson ascended the steps of the front porch and stopped at the door.“Oh let me,” said Danny. He moved behind the effeminate hairdresser clandestinely and extended his arms around either side of the five-foot-eleven, leggy, twink. “You smell great,” he intimated as he fumbled with the keys.“Thank you,. The c***d (a boy) that Mara carried was Omar's, and only Omar's; though he fully understood that he would bear most of the responsibility for raising and caring for the baby in his wife's womb was not his, in a strictly biological sense, he already loved the c***d, regardless! Tomas had been pleased by the way his wife's excitement in hearing from Omar again had effected her moods. The excitement on her face had been genuine, and as he had watched her read, and then re-read Omar's email over. ..my hands firmly squeeze your tender flesh causing you to moan loudlysuddenly...buttons fly as I tear open your blouseas I yank down your blouse and bra straps large firm breasts spill outmy mouth moves down to the exposed flesh my tongue circles and flicks at your nipples causing them to swellas your nipples become rock hard I nibble and bite at them sending intense waves of pleasure coursing through your bodyas I suckle your breast you slip out of the remains of your blouse and braI unzip. When I couldn’t get it back in place I started to panic.“Oh my goodness. What am I going to do? I can’t fix this. But I bet Dad can fix it,” I said before drying out my suit.I packed the suit in a bag and after getting dressed I ran to the office. The lady at the office gave me a look that said that she thought I didn’t belong there.In a false happy tone, she asked, “How can I help you?”“I need to see Carter Hamill please,” I told her.She looked at me suspiciously then in an almost angry way.