"He thought for a moment. "Well then, how about a bite toeat?" he offered."Now that," I said with feeling, "Is a great idea!"We headed back to the apa...tment, and while Jason went backto his place to change out of his jeans and t-shirt, Ibusied myself trying to choose an outfit for the evening.Now, you don't seem too eager! I cautioned myself, I don'tthink he's the kind of guy that will appreciate if youdress like a slut... On the other hand, you don't want toseem too conservative! Feminine, and. "I… wanted to… to fuck...you." He says with a sigh finally getting it out."I don't know about all that," I say stepping forward and swiftly grabbing the boulder within his pants, making him gasp. "May want something else." What?" He asks in a wheeze as though my grasp sucked out all the air in his lungs."You're in my home, so you'll do as I say." I grin."What do you want?" He asks as though I may have lost him. "Just take your pants off Mike," I order, releasing his bulge.Mike unzips his pants. ”“Are we going to get married or live in sin?”“Both, live in sin until our families understand then marry. That should be sometime around Labor Day weekend.”“Sounds good to me. Tell me about your house.”“Two bedroom townhouse with a patio and a two vehicle carport about twenty minutes from campus. And yours?”“I live in a fine large house but unfortunately my divorced older sister and her two teen daughters live there too. I will be moving in with you as soon as we get back.”“Thank. I glowed internally at his response, as if it had been a signal of recognition, coded for support and encouragement. No way would I not follow up with more. "Converging fronts could make for a fun day, eh Brad?," I offered."Yup, and there's no way we're going to escape this mother," he said. The frontal system extends all the way back to BC, and it's close and heading this. Low pressure, cold temperatures, and lots of moisture. Snow, snow, and more snow."He shook his head and said: "Well, we've.