." "Oh, shut up. Just sleep here with me, you idiot. It's not a big deal." I open the sheets for him on his side of the bed. He still looks unsure, b...t very relieved at the idea of getting to sleep in a bed and lies down next to me. I haven’t been this close to him since we were 17, so it’s been a few years. We grew apart, then we were just friends, now it’s been four years and here we were. It’s like we’re nervous teenagers again… for me at least. I keep looking at him. My eyes graze down. The only two boobs not belonging to his mother that the boy had everseen exploded out and wobbled perkily before him.A man with more experience might have been turned off by their blatantfakeness, but to a teen whose entire knowledge of such things came fromquick, guilty glimpses of porn mags and websites, they were the mostamazing things ever.He tried to speak, but his mouth was utterly dry."Don't they?" she teased. "Don't they just look fucking great?"He was finally able to nod. The bulge in. Sheila had a tough life, losing her parents while still a teenager—her dad to a heart attack and her mom to cancer. Like me she’d joined the Army, but she’d taken pharmacy tech courses while serving and had stayed in the service for six years, joining me three years ago. I’d always thought she had a bit of a crush on me—now I was sure. However, she was a real asset to me professionally and I was loath to destroy that by trying to coax her into a relationship she might not want.Initially, I. ”“I think I can arrange that for you. Let me go and ask him.”“What are you doing Dan?” Wendy asked.“Trying to get you each a cock to suck off for me.”“Thank you for the birthday present, my love!” Wendy beamed and kissed him. “I’ll try to be an extra slutty wife for you tonight.”“I can hardly wait for my birthday in September and the sexy presents I’ll receive!” Lisa grinned.“I’ll have to get creative instead of the same sexy routine.”“I don’t mind your sex-filled routines at all.”Dan placed.