”“I know,” I agreed. “I’m having real trouble concentrating.”“That must have been a hell of a concert!” Pete laughed. “Of course, se...ing my girlfriend wrap her lips around a saxophone might distract me, too!”“You’re just making it worse!” Bill objected. “Mike, go take a walk, clear your head and come back.”“I think Bill has a point,” Kurtis said.I nodded, “Back in fifteen minutes. Sorry, guys. I know we’ll be up later because of me.”“Just go and come back in your right mind!” Pete said.I got up. But I really wish he was more romantic with me. I suppose I would like to go to a hotel with him: there are plenty of places in town where they don't ask any questions, and where you can book a room for just a few hours. Instead we are still doing it up against the wall of the barangay captain's office. And, worse still, I learned last night that there boys who spy on couples having sex there.....I always wondered why some of the girls in the village got whistled at when they walked through:. He brushed his teeth, splashed cold water on his face, and marched downstairs to rejoin the living. Charles was sitting in the nook reading the paper so Jake grabbed a mug of coffee and joined him. Dear old dad looked slightly enervated, somewhat the worse for wear but happy as a clam. Jake knew that look, he was wearing it himself. The old -- I got seriously laid last night but ain’t saying’ nothin’ -- look.Jake sat down and they talked business for a while. Charles said that the Orlando store. "Because. You'll see. I'll even take my clothes off first.Well, Naomi thought, if he was going to take his clothes off then she could do it just as well as a dumb boy could.Very quickly both children were nude and sitting on their dirty clothes. At first they just sat there, looking at each other's bodies.Eric was really disappointed. Naomi didn't have any tits like his moms, just a couple brown nubbins. She didn't even have hair between her legs, and he couldn't really tell if there were.