Looking for the tow truck and not finding it Nathan started to explain. ‘Looks like dad had to go to work, sorry you won’t be able to meet him. He...usually doesn’t get home until early morning.’ Nathan was now holding the passenger side door open as she gracefully exited the vehicle with the bag of Chinese food. Nathan then held open the door to the house and followed her in. Once inside she walked to the kitchen table and set the bag down. Kicking off her flip-flops she looked at him. ‘I like. He pauses at the door and I stop just behind him. "Mmmmmmm, yes," he says. He moves a couple of steps closer and I can see he's starting to rub his cock, already about half hard. He moves to the bed and climbs on, kneeling above her head so that his cock is at her mouth. He puts the tip of it on her lips and she starts to go to work. Since her hands are bound, he has to hold it himself and I notice he sometimes pulls it away to tease her. Remembering what she asked me to do, I go back to her. Just off that landing is the laundry room—just a small room with a handful of coin-operated washers and dryers. For some reason, I decided that that the laundry room was the place for my new adventure in masturbating.The room is available to the tenants 24/7, so I decided on a late night excursion to minimize the chance of accidental discovery. I chickened out on Tuesday night, but Wednesday night (Thursday morning, really), dressed in only hiking shorts, T-shirt and a pair of Vans, I descended. " Ahhh..." said Dawn. She moved from her office chair and sat down beside me on the sofa. "Now I see your problem. How do you feel about Amy?" I think I love her too, but somehow it's different than it is with Kim. If Amy were male, I'd think of her as my best friend, but since she's a woman, I'm not so sure." Why can't a woman be your best friend?" Dawn asked.I thought about it for a few minutes and responded, "I don't know. Amy and I have nothing in common. She's wild and impulsive. She.