No sooner had Bob closed the door; than he was in the living room, seated on the sofa with cock in one hand and a empty wine glass in the other and as...he stroked his stiff cock he asked Janice if she had noticed the size of the sheath the greyhound had been packing. Non plussed; Janice thought he was being disgusting and refused to be drawn into the conversation; instead she intended to retire to bed, but Bob asked her to fetch him an empty screw cap bottle.After she had left the room; Bob. I looked at all the stuff Danni bought for our supplies and started to laugh. Kelly asked, ‘What’s funny?’ ‘Eight boxes of panty liners!’ We laughed and Andrea said, ‘Not only the most loving I’ve ever had, but we laugh more often than I’ve ever laughed before.’ We were loaded, fueled and ready to go by eleven. Good conditions and light traffic would get us into New Mexico by about ten that night. Before each of us kissed Danni good-bye I put two panty liners in my shorts. I was hard as I took. To say i was shocked would be an understatement, but not once did i think to push him away. my mind was whirling, i was actually kissing my father, no, not just kissing him, we were making out like a pair of horny teenagersthe whole world seemed to drift away as the kiss continued, and i was only vaguely aware that my hand was once again round my fathers cock. as our kiss grew more urgent and hungry, my father let out a huge moan, i felt something wet on my hand, and broke off the kiss just in. What if I'm wrong and I'm not gay? What if I just had a verystrong, one time attraction to just a singular male? I certainly wasn'tgoing to voice these doubts to Todd. How can I say I'm not gay? I meanreally. We went to a little drag club in the village and just had thebest time. Todd, Mr. Social, got us invited to an after hours party.The party was just outrageous. A loft space with a deck. Beautiful,sophisticated New Yorkers, or at least they are now, most began lifesomewhere else. Everyone.