" "Hey, I may have not been wild about the kid, but loathe-" "My poor baby's friend!" "Uh, so, since Maynard and I are such good friends..." "Childhoo... chums, like!" the girl smiled. "I quiet understand," Dobie's mom said. "Well, I don't!" his dad said. "Why can't she stay at his place- And ask a stupid question." "Thanks, Dad!" "Now, wait a minute! I didn't agree to-" "Is your name really 'Mane'?" Mrs. G. asked. "Hey, like, cool! 'Main'! I think I-" "No! It's May, Mom!" "'Maymom'?? Like, what. ”She tried to answer but found her mouth completely dry. The voice again, “Hello, is someone there?”“Y-yes.” She swallowed hard. “Yes, Mr. Kindling, this is Marie Samuels.”“Miss Samuels, I’d like to see you in my office after you finish your shift today.”“Yes, sir, I’ll be there.”Marie fought the impulse to cry. It’s just a coincidence. He probably just has questions about this month’s staffing reports. Yeah, that’s it. Just because you’ve worked here three years and he’s never asked you to his. For the most part I just went on with my life. I was open with my sexuality around school. I didnt flaunt it but I didnt seek to hide it. Ill be honest. I was always pretty distant from the ideal of masculinity so I was picked on by some of the older guys but it was mostly Hey fag. Nobody dared make it physical. That was, until somebody did. It was just after first block on a Tuesday when it happened. I didnt even know who he was at the time. He was a year older than me and took my gayness as. There he was laying on his bed looking sexier than ever. He was wearing only boxers and a t-shirt, and had what looked like at least eight or nine candles lit on both end tables by his bed.I stepped up to the foot of his bed and put my knees on it to begin crawling up between his legs, but he sat up and then propped himself up on his knees meeting me in the middle. He had one hand on the small of my back and put the other on the back of my head and began kissing me. His lips felt so soft, so.