I told him that he deserved an award for being so helpful. He asked if he could not bring his son and I said yes, it was a great idea.At night they ar...ived. The son of my neighbor is a young man of nineteen age, tall, dark and muscular. He said it was the gym every day. I realized that my wife was attracted to him, her eyes shining. I also realized that the boy's penis was hard when he saw the neck of my wife, which revealed much of her breasts. He tried vainly to disguise the volume beneath. I was honored when she mentioned me by name as "the best agent a girl could ask for". Strangely though, she didn't thank her boyfriend.After the show, I finally chased her down in the lobby."Congratulations!" I said, giving her a hug."Thanks. This is so overwhelming!" she said, a huge smile on her face."Well, let's go celebrate. Tell me Ms. Best New Actress, where are we off to?" I asked, leading her towards the entourage of press and limos outside the doors."Hold on, I need to find Ken. I. I had plenty to do and lots of girlfriends. New York girls at the time (who knows? maybe still) were just as horny as the guys, as far as I could tell. There were plenty of times I would hook up with a girl I'd just met in the bar that night and have a couple of weeks together and then move on. No recriminations. It took me by surprise at first but that approach suited me perfectly.I could smoke weed and jerk off at home if nothing better came along. Hey, it was my own place. No worries about. “So where do you go to get on the waiting list for the bull?” Layla asked.“That guy at the controls and with a microphone in his hand.”“Have you two had a go?” I asked.“Yes,” Ethan replied, “but the bastard set it going crazy just as soon as we got on, we were off in seconds. I guess that he prefers girls on it, he can have more fun and create more of a spectacle with them.” “I bet that he can.” I thought then took Layla over to put her name on the list.When he saw us he looked Layla up and.