He was savoring the taste when his cell phone rang – in his pants, in the trash. He actually used the napkin to fish the rank things out of the garb...age and fished out his phone with two fingers.“McKinnon,” he said wearily.“Dad, this is Jacy,” came the familiar voice from an unfamiliar phone number. “Where are you?”“Sweetheart, I’m sitting in our kitchen eating mom’s lasagna. Where the hell are you, and where is everybody else, for that matter?” he said, realizing in mid-sentence he was angry at. “How could I ever have been so stupid? I am so sorry, Susan.” I shrugged and told him, “That’s water under the bridge, now. You saw something you wanted and you took it. I’m doing the same. I want you to be my lover, but without all the pain and me taking orders. If you will listen to me we can both have what we want. If you cross me,” I warned him, “you won’t be given a second chance!” Bill began promising me his undying love and loyalty forever, but I was busy thinking how to get what I. ”You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multilingual.You’ve worn out a car horn. (IF you have a car.)You think eye contact is an act of aggressionORYou can retire to Minnesota where...You only have three spices: salt, pepper and ketchup.Halloween costumes have to fit over parkas.You have seventeen recipes for casserole.Sexy lingerie is anything flannel with less than eight buttons.The four seasons are: almost winter, winter, still winter, and road. Time to cage you up again! you're getting far too used to freedom drop 'em.Adam complied with her demands and soon had the familiar feeling of being caged. Sarah headed out and he headed back to bed for more sleep. He thought about the night before and how he had came being fucked he loved the sensation but it took a while for him to get over the "gay" thing. Back when he was at highschool it had been a big thing to be tagged with the gay handle. He wasnt homophobic by any stretch but he still.