I turned around, and led him to the bedroom by his erect cock. I looked at him again when we were in the bedroom, standing next to the bed. He looked ...onfused, but so fucking beautiful I couldn't believe it. I kissed him again, then fondled his dick. Meg was behind us, she was talking, I don't know what she was saying. I went down on my knees and sucked Josh's sweet fat dick until I felt the precum dripping on my tongue. I stood back up and kissed him some more. I don't know why I wanted to. I place my purse and coat on the counter and lean against the wall, not sensing the disappointment I wanted from you. Instead, you seem to enjoy the secretary look, and I can see the bulge forming in your jeans. We have to talk. Fuck, I hate those words, so cliched, so … inadequate. His brow furrows in concern at my words. I cant see you anymore, I say the words quickly, just trying to force them out to end this as painlessly as possible. You dont look surprised, and you shouldnt be. Weve. We're fugitives!"Sam and I exchanged glances. Sam pointed to her with a thumb, about tosay, "What in the hell is she going on about?" but then we all got it."We're 'The Fugitives'," I said. It was a good name. Hell, it was a goodback story. We might lose a few of the first gender demographic, butwe'd sure as hell pick up the rest, second, third, fourth gender and soon. And the best part was that it was all true. We were the band thatgot in trouble on a police planet, jumped across borders and. That is a one way trip to the doghouse, let me tell you."I had to smile at that, "Well, just leave a key under the mat for me in case you have company tonight."He chuckled again, "I'll leave the light on for you. Bring some pretzels; I'll get beer on my way. By the way, don't make plans for Sunday. The Davises have invited us to go to church with them and..." Done!" I said without even waiting for him to finish. He looked a little surprised by my reaction. "C'mon dad, God answered all of our.