For the first few seconds I didn't know where I was, but after a momentary panic, my brain connected the desk chair and the window seat with Brad's ro...m.I gone to a party with my cousins the night before and could remember getting drunk for the first time in my life and climbing out the bathroom window to get away from a guy who wanted to have sex with me. He'd been as drunk as I and the escape wasn't much of a feat.Relaxing, I pulled the sheet over my throbbing head and closed my eyes.The door. I didn’t break the law, bend the rules or kick against convention. Alright I was unfaithful to my wife, I went to massage parlours and pampered myself with the extras including two girl massages and I visited hookers quite regularly. But then when your wife has pretty much turned the tap off, a guy has to get relief somehow doesn’t he? Of course I have always loved Kelly. She’s my daughter, my flesh and blood and that demands a pure love and not one adulterated by sexual influences. Or so I had. Anderson was waiting for a message from Tucson, this message. He hadn’t been difficult about it. In fact, when He asked about it, he was always polite and inquired to Stanley’s family and friends. Teasing him about the local girls and the obvious flirting he was subjected to. Usually Stanley would seal messages in an envelope and post them on his message board. But he KNEW that this was an important message and decided to take it to Mr. Anderson. And because He was always pleasant, Stanley. “Thanks, but you know how things are in this small town, not much excitement.”He started telling me more about college, but my mind once again drifted to fellatio. But this time it wasn’t about Michael. It was about Steven. I found myself wondering what his cock looked like. Would it feel as incredible as Michaels did in my mouth? What would his cum taste like? How much would he pump into my mouth?I couldn’t believe I was thinking all of these things about my brother’s best friend. "Was I truly.