Even this house she had always thought of as hers now belonged to her son, Mark.Rachel turned toward the back door and told her, "Let's get to the hos...ital and..." She never got to finish her sentence as she heard a car pull up in front of the house.Will Brand parked on the street and got out of his expensive convertible. "Sorry for the delay," he told them as he walked into the house uninvited, "Between some idiot who tried to use a VW to play chicken with a semi on State Street and an idiot. To my surprise, her roommate was not there and we were alone. However, I was carefree as she admitted me to as her brother and I also considered as my sister.The room was nice and was smelling nice. Everything there was neat and clean, nothing like our boy’s room in which everything is piled up one another. Everything was arranged in a definite manner. We took our position and chit chatted for a while and then started to study. We both were on the bed sitting and facing each other while. You taste delicious. Let’s go.”“Zak, have you heard from Olga?”“Come to think about it; I have not seen her at work.”“Hello, pretty boys.”“Olga, where have you been?”“I took a couple of days off to work on the project, and as I expected, we have a selection of ten willing beauties. There were a few that wrote a narrative of what they wanted. I found myself getting off. I was rubbing my pussy too much.”“When will Zak and I get to see what you have?”“You can come over to my place after work, and. I love knowing that while I'm beating them at all the shit they consider manly, I'm doing the thing they consider most unmanly.” “You are one contrary motherfucker. And you sure do think a lot.” “Guilty. On both counts.” “Ken,” he said, “I just don't want to make you feel... less, I guess.” “I am less than no one, my love,” I said. “And we just tripped into some shit you need to think about.” “Yeah,” he said after a few strides. “Maybe.” “Look,” I said. “Sexual roles don't define shit outside.