She read it briefly and nodded. The rest of the day she worked side by side with Agnes getting all the papers in order. Both knew this was a job that ...would end for the both of them when the problems were resolved.They dined at a pub that night. With the exception of Frank and Gwen, all the talk was of the war. All were enthusiastic about the quick victory. However Frank was more interested in bedding Gwen than war. Gwen confessed her attraction to him and that she lived alone in a tiny one room. ” “I’ll learn to... gauge these things better... with practice.” He put his arms around me and gave me a big squeeze back. “Go to sleep now. See you in the morning.” When he left, I snuggled back under the covers His visit had transformed the night. I could still feel his arms around me, and my tender bottom was now burning with desire. It was a great start. * The next Saturday night, it was obvious that he was taking charge of the ritual, and that he was going to do it his way. I could. After that I hadn’t returned his phone calls or been in any contact with him. Maybe he guessed I saw him or maybe not, I didn’t really care. All in all I didn’t feel at all like meeting him tonight. With these dark thoughts I started to leave for the party. ~*~ It was a real storm outside. Bright lightnings flashed and I could almost feel the electricity flowing in the air. Even the sky is mourning with me, I thought melodramatically, as I walked to the buss stop. I’d definitely sit this one. I was surprised how soft his hands were on my cock. It was a few nervous minutes, though, before it began to feel good. I looked at him. He was good-looking, probably early twenties, with short hair, a clean shave, and nice preppy-looking attire.Like me, the stranger watched the movie, jacking me off slowly while his eyes feasted on the lusty action on the big screen. He stopped long enough to pull out his own cock, and while he stroked me, he also masturbated with slow, deliberate.