He selected a few of the applications and asked his secretary to phone the applicants and set the interviews up for him.Life on the social scene was g...od. He was either taking Emma out to dinner or having dinner at her place about once a week. They didn’t make love every time they were together but it seemed like they did at least every other time. He could tell she still had a little hang up about her body since the only time he saw her naked was when they were making love. She was reluctant. " But it's Sunday afternoon," she said smiling."We could actually go anywhere at all. It isn't unusual to see two women together, but two men and people wonder. With women they are just friends and nobody pays much attention, unless they are the kissing and holding hands kind of friends." Ah I see, so what kind of friends are we going to be?" she asked."Whatever kind you want to be. You are without a doubt the most beautiful woman I have ever shared a meal with. I really am not trying to define. I would bring a book to read along the way. I had just picked up a copy of Robert A. Heinlein’s “Stranger in a Strange land.” I figured I would be able to finish it in the car.I was reading my book for about the first two hours. I loved it; I had to read it in small dosages. Michael Valentine was not someone you digested without thought. You had to grok it that took some contemplation. And Heinlein could be overbearing at times.I sat back to enjoy the ride, It is fantastic being a teenager. I am happily married for 12 years now, but for some reason I feel myself get turned on by seeing these men there in the wild. Quite as possible I try to get closer to see more, but in my attempt, I brush along some bushes and the guys are spooked. They look straight at me, but the man standing up instead of getting mad is signing me to come closer. A little bit hesitant I go closer and the sucking starts again. In my shorts a bulge starts to form. As I take a closer look at the standing man’s.