Ryan had uncomfortably imagined it in his mouth and rectum many times. His feelings for Connor sometimes scared him.“Do you want me to suck you, Con...or?”Startled, Connor blinked rapidly and backed a step against the corner of Ryan’s desk. “Do you want to?”“Do you want me too?”Connor stared at his friend’s exasperated expression. “Well, yeah ... I’ve always wanted you to, Ryan.” He flushed with embarrassment. “I don’t particularly want to have you do it now, though.” He flushed deeper. “Not when. Was that to keep his secret?" There is no secret to keep," Camille hissed, her anger moving in a new direction - this time to the hateful old woman at Domestic Relations. "Evan didn't know about Andy; Andy didn't know about Evan. Mr. Duffield made arrangements to pay back child support the moment he learned of Andy's existence." So he is Duffield's son!" the man said in jubilation."He is my son," Camille corrected angrily. "Whatever he might be to Evan Duffield, he has been that for two weeks.. She was brought back to reality with the sound of Megan's voice. I, Im sorry, she stuttered. Did you say something. Megan smiled, seeing Bobs robe slightly opening as well. I said, I couldn't get the day off. But I can work half a day, and I'll be back. OK, Rebecca answered. Finished eating Megan and Bob dressed for work. Rebecca laid back down on the couch. After they left, Rebecca went to take a shower. Walking down the hall she stopped in front of their bedroom. Pushing the door open she. I checked out dungeons where you could rent a room and use their gear, too bad that wouldn’t work for me I thought. Well maybe someday. I looked at BDSM stores that sold everything from hand cuffs to complete leather restriction outfits, latex, whips, and gags. I kept going back to the video of Susan and imagining her expression when I finally sent it to her and she could see everyone in the coffee shop looking at her as she came. I wanted her bad and it was all I could do not to call her and.